Anri Hoshino

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to hear someone mutter "Wow, she's sure got him by the balls." I was real aware of my Anri Hoshino gallery movements, because my balls felt real vulnerable, and I knew a slight blow from bumping into a table or something, that I normally wouldn't even notice, would hurt real bad. And I was always real aware of anything you might possibly want from me, so I could jump to it instantly. Your wish was my command. The constant undertone of knowing that, at every instant of the day, you had my Anri Hoshino gallery balls, even if you weren't in sight (not that that happened often, you sure didn't have any trouble keeping track of me at this con!) kept me constantly horny, which you took great advantage of. "This panel is boring me. We're going back to the room." "But it's just been a half an hour since the last time. And it's been a long day. I might not be hard again yet." "Then I'll just spank your butt 'till you get hard." And you did. And I did. And then you made me eat you, and left me "That's for not following orders fast enough, and tiring my Anri Hoshino gallery hand out." Grin. "Besides, it ought to put you in a better mood to enjoy the costume party. By the way, I want to spend the rest of the afternoon talking with some old friends, so don't go hanging around me anymore. I know you want the key back, but you're not getting it until sometime after the party, and ...(cont.)
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