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g!" T'Shaul cried happily, as if Akira Watase were a litle girl at a
parade seeing the first glimpse of Akira's favorite float. Akira's legs clamped around
Ethans ass and locked him into place deep inside Akira's throne. He clamped his
mouth on hers and grunted as his cock pulsed the first stream of long-simmering
semen into T'Shaul, who was already orgasming. They're gentials seemed fused
together, pulsing and squirting and throbbing as one. Ecstasy flared sodium
bright in the Bond at each pulse. T'Shaul and Ethan shared images of Akira's body
filling up with hot streams of cum and their orgasm blasted harder. Ethan was
sure he'd have bruises from being squeezed so hard but he didn't care.
Sadly, the pulses grew weaker and farther apart. Eventually, there was only
a rippling that faded slowly. They remained locked together for several minutes
afterwards, their grips loosening only slowly. Eventually, they opened their
eyes again, lips still locked together. Sighing contentedly, the couple kissed
tenderly.
T'Shaul thought finally.
Ethan squeezed Akira's gently.
Ethan chuckled, and T'Shaul smiled at him. Then they rolled on their sides,
still locked together, and slowly fell into a quiet doze.
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