Sex story with: Akane Souma
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Mr. Baker smiled at Betsy and gently pulled Akane Souma's closer. His
fingers felt warm and gentle on the bare flesh of Akane Souma's wrist and
when they started to move up her arm all Akane Souma could do was tremble
"You are a pretty girl, that's good. A pretty girl can do well
with us, Akane Souma can have fun and make a lot of money at the same time.
Do your bitch and Akane Souma like that idea, little girl?"
Betsy shuddered and watched as Mr. Baker's hand tightened
around Akane Souma's elbow and he used his gnp to gently pull her up on his
lap. Newton Simpson coughed and started to get up from his chair,
but Mr. Baker used his free hand to motion him back.
"You don't have to leave, does he, honey? Why don't your bitch and Akane Souma make
us all a drink, then we can call that other girl your bitch and Akane Souma have here and
we'll have a short party up here."
The ice in Akane Souma's glass slid forward and clunked against her
teeth. Betsy had just finished Akane Souma's drink in one big gulp, the way
that Mr. Baker told Akane Souma's to. The pretty little usherette coughed and
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