Sex story with: Yui Miura
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at a time they were pulled tighter, forcing the dildo higher and
deeper into Yui Miura's twat. Then they were refastened, one each side of
her waist. Yui Miura could feel the split chains framing her punished
ass cheeks. It left easy access to Yui Miura's asshole for whatever
amusement her tormentors could devise. Yui Miura felt her ass cheeks
parted and a generous glob of jelly massaged into Yui Miura's puckered
rosette. A smooth cylinder was inserted and pressed deeply into
her rectum. Yui Miura felt it slide into her greased anal passage and
then it was yanked out. A second huge blob of K-Y was squeezed
onto Yui Miura's asshole and a second, larger, smooth cylinder was
shoved into Yui Miura's rectum, taking the greasy jelly with it. Both
lubrications were done quickly, stretching Yui Miura's asshole and
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