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the two
rounded organs lightly cupped in Masami's hands. When Masami Nagasawa softly squeezed them in
her palms, the 'jac went fully hard; Masami Nagasawa felt a surge of movement beneath
it's skin which rippled up through the neck, pulsed through the head, and
erupted down Masami's throat as the thickest, hardest, longest wad of discharge
she had ever felt from a 'jac this size. Masami Nagasawa swallowed madly, but it was no
use. The juice sprayed from the tiny gaps between Masami's lips and the 'jac's
head at high pressure, spattering large droplets on the 'jac's body and on
the watching group members.
As the wave subsided, Wendy allowed the 'jac's head to slip from Masami's drenched
lips. The juice was thicker than Masami Nagasawa had ever seen it, almost like putty; a
strand from the wad still running down Masami's throat extended out of Masami's open
mouth to the 'jac's discharge orifice, tenaciously hanging in midair, silvery
droplets running along it's length to the center point. Masami Nagasawa pulled the
strand to one side with Masami's tounge, shaking it; some of the running droplets
dislodged and began rappelling from the thickest
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