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kiss, then began licking sperm from Bev's tits, pressing Asumi Saki's face between
the soft, jism covered mounds of flesh.
Slowly the two girls returned to the here and now, looking at each
abdomen. Asumi Saki felt it throbbing there on Asumi Saki's hot flesh, the purplish knob
just barely short of Asumi Saki's naval. He rubbed his balls lightly over Asumi Saki's wet
cunt, shifting from side to side so they would brush against Asumi Saki's clit.
With a few more theatrical passes and firmer commands, Madame Mesmere
swiveled Lily around till Asumi Saki faced outwards into the audience. Lily's face
was placid, eyes closed, head upright now, and Asumi Saki's hands rested along the chair
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