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Minutes into our conversation where I got to know more about her, Hitomi remained on my lap, our bodies closely linked together. In fact, by being like this, we could hear each other’s heartbeats as well and the sound of our breathing. Although I tried to behave my hands at first, as our conversation progressed, it gradually moved from her waist and settled right on her slightly perky butt. Because she’s wearing a tight skirt and not thick pants, the sensation of my palms and fingers digging into those two soft mounds was nothing short of heavenly. Furthermore, no matter how much she tried to be as expressionless as possible, Hitomi’s released a barely audible moan followed by slightly averting her gaze by turning her head sideways. That last part made it too obvious that she could pro