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I was flinching. It was worse than the other time. Because, then, I didn't feel like I was flinching, even if, maybe, I was. This time, I really was. I could feel it myself." You're gonna be OK," Sandy said."We got ten more games to play. I better be OK." You tell Paul you need to sit out tonight's game," she said. "Give yourself a break. Be available to pinch hit, if necessary, but don't start." OK. You think I should go back in the box?" You don't need to go back in the box," Sandy said.. And I knew and understood completely, that at that moment in time I had no greater purpose or reason to exist. As the movie neared its climax I felt her reach over to retrieve something from the drawer of the side table. She momentarily lifted her legs off my back, and then set just her heels, widely spaced, back upon me. What followed was a familiar hum. Her vibrator. The sound began to undulate, muffled, then louder, then muffled again, as her heels seemed to make small rotating. After he was finished licking my out he grabbed my hips and pulled my arse up into the air. He slapped my arse with his rock hard cock a few times before placing it in my crack and slowly moving his hips so his cock was sliding through my arse crack. Not long after that he slapped my arse with his hand and then his cock started to enter my arse hole. I still remember how much it hurt when I done anal for the first time but now I was alot more experienced and cocks and my arse went together like. We sounded more and more like an old married couple, but in our case we weren’t married to each other and laughed at the utter normalcy of the conversation. I let her go up the stairs ahead of me, loving the sway of her narrow rounded butt so sweet a vision to my gaze. We walked in to the studio and she saw the changes I had fashioned for our moment of remembrance. Her eyes sparkled as she turned to face me, her hand slipped around my neck to the nape and pulled me closer. Again our lips met.
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"Okay it's time to get on with it," I said. I picked up the paddle and rubbed it's face across her ass cheek so she could feel it. My ping pong paddle had two sides. One side was covered with smooth, well-oiled leather, while the other side was smoothly sanded and varnished wood. Each side had it's advantages. The leather side with it's oiled surface made the sting settle in longer. The wooden side made the swat sharper and more intense initially. I rubbed the leather side across her upturned. We had almost made it out to the street where Shinju’s car was parked when to my surprise a cab pulled up with Misaki inside it. She was towing along with her an older actress friend who seemed to be in her early 30’s and was extremely decorative (and sported a wedding band). This lady, Sachiko, was her current co-star on their current film which had hit a bit of a snag that the two of them were hoping to workout during this visit. Shinju grabbed Misaki and drug her back upstairs for her to.

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