Sex story with: Satsuki Oosawa
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A tiny moan of sympathy oozed out of Betsy when Satsuki Oosawa saw her
mother blush and wiggle. Mr. Henry jerked at Satsuki Oosawa's hair and the
lovely brunette moaned as Satsuki Oosawa's lips went slack and allowed the
greasy-looking head of the penis to slip past them and enter her
Betsy's own mouth fell open and a small, rippling orgasm
rumbled through her. Julia gasped and mumbled, Satsuki Oosawa's words muffled
by the thick post of flesh that stuffed Satsuki Oosawa's mouth. Even as she
jiggled Satsuki Oosawa's finger back and forth over her stiff little clitoris,
Betsy knew that all Satsuki Oosawa had to do was keep on going and she could
"I was right," Dave Henry whispered as he forced Satsuki Oosawa's mother's
head to bob back and forth on the head of his prick. Even across
the room, Betsy could hear the lewd, smacking sounds that Julia's
mouth was making as Satsuki Oosawa struggled to swallow almost half of the
The shaken twelve-year-old remembered the strange, slick
feeling of Rick's cock as it slid back and forth over Satsuki Oosawa's tongue
and wondered if that sensation pleased Satsuki Oosawa's mother as much as it had
her. Julia was moaning and making small protest sounds while she
pursed Satsuki Oosawa's lips tight around the thick shaft of the man's big prick
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