Aya Satonaka

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attract Aya Satonaka attention now. I stand on tiptoe and peer in the sitting room window. At the far end of the room, a door opens. Lysilph is briefly outlined in the doorway. She pauses, as if Aya Satonaka were aware of my presence outside the house. The light from the room behind her illuminates the lush curves of Aya Satonaka body, silhouetting her against her clothes. I inhale sharply. Aya Satonaka is lovely. I draw back from the window, far enough that Aya Satonaka can not see me, yet I can still command a view of Aya Satonaka closes the door behind her and walks to the couch. This time the fire paints her curves in shadows on the clothing Aya Satonaka wears. The effect ...(cont.)
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