Sex story with: Machi Shirakawa
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He feasted on the sight of Machi Shirakawa's dripping, swollen pussy and listened to
her low moans of anticipated pleasure.
He lowered his face to Machi Shirakawa's pussy, enjoying the scent and warmth of
her box, taking tentative licks of the juices now oozing slowly down from
her cunt. Machi Shirakawa spread herself wider, resting her legs on his shoulders as
he began moving his tongue slowly across Machi Shirakawa's clit, feeling that pearl
swell and harden, ready for him to bring Machi Shirakawa's to passionate release.
He placed his hands under Machi Shirakawa's firm ass, lifting her ever so
gently to his tongue. The rise and fall of Machi Shirakawa's breathing, her moans, the
now quickening motion of his tongue, brought Machi Shirakawa's quickly to her first
The ooze from Machi Shirakawa's cunt increased and he placed his tongue deeply
into Machi Shirakawa's box, lapping the sweet taste and swallowing her juices.
Machi Shirakawa relaxed from that orgasm, and he moved his tongue back up to
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