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. He resisted but did let a drop of his saliva drip
down to Miri's nipple, a silvery strand linking his lower lip to her
nipple. Miri Hanai sighed as the strand broke and he gently blew a breath of
air across its surface, the sudden coldness causing goose bumps across
Miri's breast.
He broke off contact and moved down Miri's stomach, his soft cheeks
rubbing across Miri's hot skin, feeling the contractions as Miri's body
started searching for its peak. His lips went into the crease between
stomach and leg and Miri Hanai heard him noisly sucking and licking at the
crease, his tongue flicking down toward Miri's slit but not touching it.
Miri Hanai groaned as he sat back and broke all contact with Miri's body, looking
at the wet pinkness of Miri's opening flower, the juices flowing so
copiously that there was a wet spot beneath Miri's hips. He reached down
and carefully put his thumbs on the skin beside Miri's cunt and spread it
even farther apart, Miri's hole pulsating as it opened to his gaze.
Gently, he took both legs and pulled them together as he turned Miri's on
Miri's stomach. Miri Hanai f
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