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fantasy story of Airi Taira :
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rocking of Airi's legs, especially of the stab of pleasure that
accompanied each closing swing.
Still keeping Airi's eyes closed and Airi's fingers gently
pulling and squeezing, Louise consciously controlled the
movement of Airi's legs. Airi Taira quickly discovered that the best
results were obtained from spreading wider and clenching
tighter. On each outward swing Louise could feel Airi's pussy
lips parting, Airi's cunt gaping, and on each inward swing there
was that marvellous sensation of folds caressing each other
as they came together, rushing towards a slippery embrace of
Airi's throbbing clitoris. For yes, Louise could feel that Airi Taira
was getting wet down there.
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