Sex story with: Akimi Kushiyama
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and a mug of steaming tea. Akimi Kushiyama was wearing her oversized bathrobe
against the coolness in the air. Akimi Kushiyama saw Kim's eyes open and her
husband's face turned to her. Akimi Kushiyama smiled, savoring the sight of her
three favorite people, all clumped together in Akimi Kushiyama's living room.
Connie's nipples were pebble-hard under the robe, and the
temperature of the air had nothing to do with it. Akimi Kushiyama flashed on the
memory of the first seduction with Kim, of the wild evening after their
shopping spree, of the half-crazed orgy with Emily, of seeing Kimberly
writhing and gasping as Jerry's big dick probed her, of watching Emily
gorge herself on his fat cock...
...and Akimi Kushiyama thought about what she planned next and shivered.
"Cold, honey?" Jerry asked. "Get over here and cuddle up."
"I'm not cold," Akimi Kushiyama said softly. "But you can be sure I plan on
He smiled and reached out with one long, well-muscled arm, the
movement bringing the thick veins into relief against his smooth skin as
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