between Kimberly and Ai Kato's husband, Kim's lush breasts warming her back, Jerry's strong chest protecting Ai Kato's face. Kim had fallen asleep with the dildo still in Ai Kato's cunt; Connie could feel it against the back of her Ai Kato looked up. Emily was sitting against the headboard, wearing one of Jerry's pajama tops. Emily smiled softly. It was the first time Connie had ever seen Ai Kato's completely without makeup. The black hair was a disheveled mess. Ai Kato looked about nineteen and almost innocent. Emily rolled to all fours and bent forward to kiss Connie's temple. Jerry and Kim stirred, rolling to their backs and away from Connie, but still touching her. Emily leaned to Kim and kissed each nipple, then Kim's lips, lightly. Ai Kato shifted to Jerry and kissed his lips softly. Connie rolled onto Ai Kato's husband, wincing at the pains in her ass and
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