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she felt that twisting sensation grow stronger than ever and no
matter what Akina did, she found herself thinking bout his big penis!
"What should I do first, Mr. Simpson?" Betsy asked in a faint
voice. The handsome theater manager chuckled and looked around
him. At first, Betsy didn't understand. Then, when Akina followed
his gaze, Akina began to catch his meaning. The candy counter was
stocked and ready to go, the carpets had been vacuumed, and without
having to look, Akina knew that the auditorium would be clean and
...(cont.)
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