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sexual fantasy story of Meguru Kosaka :
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y got about
three or four minutes of a marvelous blow job, and then had their cum into
the glass. It started to fill up. I was amazed. The glass was about two and
a half or three inches across at the top, and about five inches tall. By
the time Leslie had done five of them, it was almost half full! The grad
student, Dave, amazed us all. He came at least ten good strong spurts,
groaning in release. The others all had a good six or seven jets
themselves. The cum in the glass took on a milky consistency, Leslie
constantly stirring it around. Finally, Meguru Kosaka was at the last guy. I went
down to stand beside him and watch. It was like a scene from dream, my
wife, down on Meguru's knees, servicing these seven guys, and finishing with me.
As Meguru Kosaka sucked on the last guy, Meguru Kosaka looked up at me, as if to say "See me,
dear? I'm sucking cock, and I love it!" I reached down and stroked Meguru's hair
and cheeks. The last guy finally came with a rush into the glass.
"Now, dear, I want you to wet my whistle!" I knew what Meguru Kosaka meant. She
wanted me to cum down Meguru's throat
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