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asami sato

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AI art 'Asami caught ! - part 1' with user description 'To spice up our sex life, Asami and I decided to try a bit of roleplay. It was more her idea, since I'm not much of an actor, but she promised me it would be easy and fun. "Just follow the flow... read this and take the ropes," she whispered in my ear as she handed me a piece of paper and went to the bedroom to prepare. I read what she'd given me: a script. I memorized it as best I could, took a deep breath filled with excitement and a tinge of nervousness, and went to the bedroom. Asami was dressed as a maid — beautiful, elegant, sexy. She was "cleaning" our bedroom, a cute smirk on her face. She bent forward slightly, revealing a hint of what was underneath her skirt - A pink danging wire, one of which that looks suspiciously similar to those on some wired vibrators. Following the script, I called her over and "confronted" her about her lack of professionalism at work. She begged me to keep this to myself — she really needed this job, and she'd do anything to keep it a secret. I smiled, sensing the natural progression of the scene we'd written together. "Anything I want... right?" Asami looked back at me, feigning worry, gulped, and nodded. She put her head down — but not before I caught her cute smile of excitement, the one she was trying so hard to hide. With a wicked little smile, I stepped closer and with a stern voice, I ordered her to undress. She obeyed, revealing her body with each part of the uniform she discarded on the floor. Soon enough, she stands there, wearing nothing but her pantyhose. Taking out the red ropes I prepared, I raidly worked a chest harness, leaving her surprised and excited. Looking back at her: "More is to come, my dear," I murmured. She shivered, and I felt the last of the script fall away — this part, we both knew, we were making up as we went. Part 1 - End'
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Asami caught ! - part 1

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