Sex story with: Hatsuki Fukuten
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He picked me up and lay me down on the table. I watched
on the screen as he stripped off his jeans and stood over me,
lazily stroking his cock. He slipped away a moment, adjusted
the camera's view to a closeup of me on the table, and then
My pussy throbbed as he stripped off my av idol mpegs stockings. He
pulled off his own jeans, and I admired his thick erection and
tight butt. He stared down at me a moment, his mouth slack
with lust, then roughly spread my av idol mpegs thighs and buried his face
between my av idol mpegs legs. His hot tongue probed at my pleasure center,
sending sharp waves of pleasure up through my av idol mpegs pelvis and down
my thighs. I groaned and began to watch the screen.
My labia grew more sensitive with each stroke of his
tongue. I felt it probe down inside me like a silken snake.
As my av idol mpegs excitement mounted, I arched my hips and thrashed around
on the table, which was quickly growing slippery with sweat
I shrieked with each stroke of his tongue, and I realized
there was stereo sound in the room as well. I could hear my
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