Aika Miura

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"Oh baby, do it to my Aika Miura gallery pussy! Push your hand all the way inside me. I'm coming! Pleeeeease! Don't stop!" I had three quick, shattering orgasms in a row, and I felt like I was going to pass out. I practically fell over, and when I finally stopped shaking, and turned to Kevin and kissed him lightly on the cheek. Silently, I had him lie down on his back on the thickly carpeted floor. I slid my Aika Miura gallery damp panties down my Aika Miura gallery legs and off, then knelt next to Kevin on the floor. Kevin's phallus drooped lazily to the left, showing no sign of the size and vigor it had only minutes before. I reached over and lightly caressed his spongy penis with the finger tips of my Aika Miura gallery right hand. He jumped the instant my fingers made contact with his resting organ. He spread his thighs, and I reached for his hanging love spheres. The tips of my Aika Miura gallery fingers barely touched his gonads when I heard Kevin gasp. I felt his balls writhe against my Aika Miura gallery fingertips, as I repeatedly brushed at them. My eyes burned as I watched his penis begin to straighten and elongate. I curled my Aika Miura gallery fingers around his thickening shaft and lightly milked his shaft, real slow and easy, tantalizing him. Virility was pumping back into his shaft, bringing back his raging erection, if anything more awesome than before. Kevin trembled and moaned as I massaged his growing organ. Lowering my Aika Miura gallery head to his groin, I exhaled hotly as I lay the tip of his ...(cont.)
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