back to Yoko Kumada's shoulders and her pelvis was arched up to receive him as deeply as possible. Yoko Kumada felt his balls delicately land on her upturned asscheeks and the bony ring around the base of his cock pressed into Yoko Kumada's stretched labia. Yoko Kumada felt as if his glans was embedding itself in her stomach. Yoko Kumada felt as if his cock was possessing her. When Yoko Kumada finally stopped screaming, she murmured, "Do me, lover!" Before Yoko Kumada could answer, he began pumping in and out of her. Slowly, at first, then with fast strokes, he worked his big meat in Yoko Kumada's convulsing cunt. Yoko Kumada could feel the juice squirting out of her with each withdrawal, feel the pressure building inside Yoko Kumada's tummy with each insertion. Yoko Kumada's orgasms became nearly constant, varying only in their intensity. Connie was going from pleasure plateau to pleasure peak and
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