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I nodded to the medic, "thank you."She laughed, "no problem."We went to the dining area and ate and then I bit my lip as I led her back to my room. After I closed the door I hesitated, "we will need to find a couple of dressers."She looked at me as I began to undress and smiled, "you need a Chamera."She started to remove her clothes as I looked at her, "chamera?"She nodded while looking at my hard cock, "a ... travel chest?"I blinked as I finished and moved towards her, "you mean a trunk ... a travel trunk."She stood still and trembled as I caressed her bare hips and looked at the narrow bed. I grinned, "maybe I need to buy a wider bed first."She grinned and then giggled and turned to back me towards the bed, "not to big."I sat and she started to staddle me but I turned and pulled and laid her back. I twisted and moved over her as she hesitated. I kissed her and started moving down and paused to suck on each nipple. She shivered and grinned as I kissed down her body and spread her. . . you will . . . I mean . . . we can get some soap, you know, and get things really hot and steamy.” I thought of something else. “Of course it’ll be hot and steamy already, if you’re in there . . .” Naked. Kari completely naked.Kari flashed me another smile. “You really have it for me, don’t you?”I nodded. I couldn’t respond.Her hand reached up. She touched my arm, lowered her face and stared at me, her pupils just under her eyelashes. “Go on up there and get ready for me,” Kari told me. “I’ll wait a few minutes, then make sure we have the door locked. Then I’ll join you.”I swallowed hard. Felt the warmth of her hand on mine.Without another word, I stepped away, through the door and strode out of the office, head fogged with lust and the realization of what I was actually about to do.Upstairs, I burst into the bathroom. Flipped on the light, locked the door — why? — then quickly did my business in the toilet. It was all I could do to keep myself aimed down in there.I washed my.
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