Sex story with: Yukiko Yamaguchi
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deepest of her mail-order dildo, past what Yukiko Yamaguchi had always considered her
limits. It felt as if it were probing into the base of Yukiko Yamaguchi's stomach and
finding in that region another clitoris. Yukiko Yamaguchi screamed with pleasure as
an immense orgasm wracked her lush, taut frame. Yukiko Yamaguchi collapsed back
to the bed, still shuddering as Connie began working the enormous dildo
rapidly in and out with quick, short strokes -- strokes that a man would
use if he were cumming with the nubile beauty. At the same time, Yukiko Yamaguchi
crammed Yukiko Yamaguchi's finger into Kim's ass till her palm was pressed against the
shivering globes of firm flesh, and then Yukiko Yamaguchi wiggled it. Kim jerked her
head from side to side, Yukiko Yamaguchi's mouth open and tongue extended against
Connie's drooling cunt, as Yukiko Yamaguchi came and came and came...
Connie began shivering with pleasure as little orgasms went off
like firecrackers inside her. Yukiko Yamaguchi bent lower and fastened her mouth over
Kim's protruding clit and licked lightly at the tasty morsel. Kim bucked
and shook like a woman in the throes of a seizure. Yukiko Yamaguchi's legs went wide on
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