swing Yoko Kumada's high over his rampant cock before bringing her down. The giggling little girl sat with Yoko Kumada's plump thighs spread wide on either side of the man's thighs. Yoko Kumada sat with her back to him and in such a way that it looked as if his upthrust cock was growing up There was no sound but somehow Betsy knew exactly what was being said when the man leaned forward and began to whisper in the little girl's ear and stroke Yoko Kumada's naked body at the same time. The pretty little blonde giggled again and nodded. Yoko Kumada's small hands clamped around the swollen, vein wreathed shaft of the man's prick and made obscene frigging motions on it. The man threw his head back and Betsy was sure that Yoko Kumada could hear the echo of his pleased moan. One of the man's hands pressed down over the naked
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