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| While one hand petted Eriko Gotou hips, her other slipped in front, and I realized she was fingering herself. A loud moan reached my ears, and as Eriko Gotou suddenly turned toward me I shockingly realized that the groan was mine! I froze in shame and terror as Eriko Gotou stared right at me. I didn't know if she could actually see me through the plants but her reaction showed that Eriko Gotou knew she'd been watched. When Eriko Gotou snatched up her towel to cover herself I panicked and ran, my Eriko Gotou gallery rapidly-shrinking erection not making my flight any easier. As I crashed through the thick growth my Eriko Gotou gallery mind was full of competing thoughts of disgust with myself, sympathy for Eriko Gotou embarassment, and my desire for this exquisite woman. I hoped against reason that Eriko Gotou had been unable to recognize ...(cont.) | Bunkasha.Com |
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