Aika Miura

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Woody realized with a twinge of anxiety that it had gone soft again already, but the feeling of Aika Miura fingers tugging gently at it quickly reassured him that his hardness would soon return. Suddenly he felt Aika Miura warm breath on his groin as well, and his cock stiffened with a mighty surge. Even as it did so, Susan ran her tongue along its underside, lapping playfully at the tip as she completed the stroke. Aika Miura paused a moment and looked up at him with mischievous smile. Then Aika Miura lowered her head again, placed the end of his penis completely inside Aika Miura mouth, and "Oh, Jesus," Woody groaned involuntarily, feeling his juice rising rapidly to the bursting point. His face contorted as though in pain, he looked down and could see Aika Miura blond head rising and falling over his crotch in a rapid rhythm. He was only seconds from the point of no return when he managed to reassert himself. Taking Aika Miura head gently in his hands, he raised her face up just in time, and then placed Aika Miura fingers around the "Hold on for another second," he grunted, groping for the trousers. In a moment he found the pocket, and retrieved one of "Put this on it," he asked her. "I have to have you." "Yes," Aika Miura sighed. The rubber didn't seem to present any mystery to her, and in a moment Aika Miura was rolling it down over the length of his straining shaft. The squeezing pressure drove Woody close to the edge of eruption, but he closed his eyes, breathed deeply, and managed to push the moment back again. Susan climbed up to sit astride his lap, arms encircling his neck. As Aika Miura kissed him, he felt his cock jutting up under her skirt. The head brushed against Aika Miura pubic hair, and he realized that Aika Miura already had removed her panties, although he hadn't noticed Aika Miura do it. It was almost time. He unhooked her arms and ...(cont.)
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