Sex story with: Miyako Shiina
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It didn't matter who gave the order. Joanna couldn't tell who
told her to do it. All that mattered was that Miyako Shiina comply. She
took a deep breath and bent Miyako Shiina's knees a little. The tip of the
switch flexed against the floor. Miyako Shiina squatted a little more, and
felt the handle shoved into Miyako Shiina's ass stretch her membranes and slide
a little farther in. With Miyako Shiina's knees bent and her legs spread she
could see both Miyako Shiina's pussy and ass in the mirror that Robin held
for her. Miyako Shiina's face was red and the rosy blush extended clear to
the tops of her aching breasts. Miyako Shiina could see the leather wrapped
switch hanging out of her like an obscene tail. Miyako Shiina could see the
fake cock forced so deeply into her cunt. Even so, Miyako Shiina knew that
when Miyako Shiina sat, it would be shoved even deeper into her twat.
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