Hikaru Utada slid a footstool beneath my chin, lifting my head so I could see the slit in Hikaru Utada's panties and smell the juices that were already gathered there. As Hikaru Utada slid forward, I stretched my tongue out to meet her, finding her hot and wet inside. Hikaru Utada gripped my head as I kissed and licked, and ran trails with Hikaru Utada's nails around my ears, the back of my av idol mpegs neck, my armpits, each nail leaving a trace I could feel as clearly as reading a map. I felt something toying with the head of my penis -- Hikaru Utada had stretched her legs and gripped me with her toes. Now Hikaru Utada pulled slightly away from my face, and I had to stretch my head and tongue to reach her, as Hikaru Utada braced her hands on my shoulders and began working me with Hikaru Utada's feet. I could not hold off, but as I began to shoot I felt Hikaru Utada's begin her own spasms around Hikaru Utada bent her knee, bringing one foot onto the stool, her toes between my face and her pussy. "Suck," Hikaru Utada commanded, and despite some misgivings I did, mingling the acrid taste of my av idol mpegs own fluid with the heavy smell of her juices. Hikaru Utada buried my face inside her pussy again, and I licked and nibbled until Hikaru Utada was satisfied. She arose,
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