Her eyes... is she inviting me to do it again? I try. She was. Her eyes water, and I put my hands behind her head, fucking her throat like it was her ...ussy. My fingers knot into her hair, it's looking a bit scruffier now. Looking hot. She looks hot. My penis is pulsing, I can't keep this up much longer. She runs her teeth gently over my head. Her tongue flicks over my glans. Her eyes never leave mine. I can't control it any longer, and I press forward one last time. She gags, and I start to. There was no evidence that YoshiTomasura had ever been at the school, no memory of him among his fellowstudents.How could there be? There had never been a Yoshi Tomasura. Even the couplewho had been his parents would swear to that. Yoshi was only thehalf-remembered dream of Maki Yamoto, a pretty peasant girl, who smiled atthe fading memory of the dream, as she dutifully prepared breakfast for heraging parents.The Master felt Yoshi fade from his own memory. It was a shame; the boy hadbeen worthy. More

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