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othes, Aki Kawamura had lost all control. Aki's juices poured copiously from Aki's pussy,
liberally coating both of our bodies and the seat of the bike.
By the time I had slowed the BMW, Inge was uttering loud, inarticulate animal
cries as Aki Kawamura bounced and squirmed, impaled on my now battered member. Her
strong legs, twined around my waist, were forcing the breath out of me. Her
fingers scraped convulsively at my back, and I was sure that Aki Kawamura had drawn
blood. Aki's hungry mouth locked onto mine and Aki's tongue busily explored the
inside of my mouth.
As I brought the bike to a stop Aki Kawamura threw Aki's head back, Aki's teeth bared and
flashing in the sunlight. Aki Kawamura clasped me tightly, as though seeking to extract
the very last drop of pleasure from me. We both held our breath as we sat
there on the slippery motorcycle. I could feel the strong muscles of Aki's pussy
contracting rhythmically on my cock as Aki Kawamura seemed to draw me up into Aki's body.
*******
I was grasping at Aki's now,
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