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cock was throbbing impatiently, and that my
own juice was beginning to stream plentifully from it. I continued to lick, to
caress, to thrust with my tongue.
At last Inge arched 's back off the seat of the bike, grinding 's crotch ever
harder into my face; 's taut body was now supported by 's hands on the
handlebar and seat, and by 's legs around my head. I marveled at 's strength
as supported 's body in this way. The BMW muttered on, unperturbed.
The juices poured from 's pussy as 's cries intensified; with a long wail
which increased both in pitch and intensity, reached 's climax.
's body stiffened, supported between the handlebars of the bike and my neck.
After a long moment, sagged, 's buttocks once again supported by the seat
of the motorcycle. 's breasts, flushed with 's passion, glistened with
sweat. 's breathing began to return to normal.
sat up on the seat of the bike and disentangled 's legs from my shoulders.
gazed at me seriously and
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