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mpaled on my cock as we rode. Nao's long legs
encircled my waist tightly, Nao's arms were locked around my neck. At the first
turn Nao Oikawa moaned slightly and began to grind Nao's body into mine. The second
turn was faster, a sweeping left hander, and as we exited Nao Oikawa was sobbing and
bouncing on my cock.
I tried to concentrate on driving.
I could feel the slickness of Nao's wet pussy impaled on my throbbing cock. As
we swept throught the turns Nao Oikawa bounced and ground on my cock with more and
more ardor, until we neared the end of the road.
Slowly I turned the bike around before we reached the main road with its heavy
traffic. Inge, oblivious, still bounced and squirmed on my lap. As I
accelerated through the turns Nao's passion seemed to increase, until, when we
reached the wide spot in the road where we had first stopped to discard our
clothes, Nao Oikawa had lost all control. Nao's juices poured copiously from Nao's pussy,
liberally coating both of our bodies and the seat of the bike.
By the time I had slowed the BMW, Inge was uttering loud, inarticulate animal
cries as Nao Oikawa bounced and squirmed, impaled on my now battered member. Her
strong legs, twined around my waist, were forcing the breath out of me. Her
fingers scraped convulsively at my back, and I was sure that Nao Oikawa had drawn
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