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fantasy story of Mariko Yokosuka :
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ely pulled Mariko's knees up, and closed Mariko's eyes tightly,
her long hair matted against Mariko's sweaty shoulders and the cum on
her face. The contractions became slower but stronger; Mariko Yokosuka sped
up the vibrator for a second, and an incredible squeeze hid the
vibrator, turned Mariko's anus into a dark puckered tuft, and gushed
honey down Mariko's buns and onto Mariko's thighs. Mariko's nipples were bumpy
and rock rigid as Mariko's breasts heaved. A creamy trickle on Mariko's
chin betrayed the liquid Mariko Yokosuka held in Mariko's mouth.
Eventually the contractions abated, and Mariko Yokosuka threw Mariko's head
back, resting on Mariko's elbows on the platform. The girl whose
lover had provided the last contribution to the glass dish had
been masturbating as Mariko Yokosuka watched; now Mariko Yokosuka rose and went to the
performer, who was still having mild contractions. Bending
forward exposed Mariko's finger still rubbing Mariko's own clit as Mariko Yokosuka
leaned to kiss the voluptuous woman deeply. Mariko Yokosuka was trying to
get the cum into Mariko's own mouth, but succeeded mainly in c
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