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| sexual fantasy story of Maria Ozawa : |
| ainst my cunt, parting the lips. It felt so strange, and so good. I was getting hot, and I looked up to see my own, masculine face looking at me with a mixture of concern and lust. Maria Ozawa was trembling with my adrenaline. I smiled at her and said, "Okay." "What was that?" Maria Ozawa said. "You were terrified. And I don't feel so good, either." "I'll explain after. Come Maria's e," I implored. Maria Ozawa came closer, Maria's cock somewhat softer. I reached out and |