Asami Joh

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long his cock got, Asami Joh seemed unwilling -- or unable -- to relinquish it. Asami Joh sucked him hard, her head bouncing up and down without pause, now ramming his prick against the back of Asami Joh throat, now taking the glans into Asami Joh throat, now tightening her throat on him, now relaxing it and taking a little more of it. And all the time, the suction, the heat, the movement of Asami Joh tongue, the small gasps as his dick worked in and out of her throat...Jerry felt his balls tightening again. Connie kissed Asami Joh way down his belly, then kissed Emily's ear before clambering over her husband's straining form. Asami Joh paused long enough to kneel and pull Asami Joh soaked, provocative clothing away, then rolled Kimberly off her husband and onto her back. Asami Joh half-tore Kim's shirt off and then, there they were: those magnificent nipples. A moment later, Connie was locked with Kim in a superheated sixty- ...(cont.)
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