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fantasy story of Miyu Watanabe :
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sistent way, like Miyu Watanabe wanted to milk the cum-juice out in a
hurry.
Both my hands were busy, buried to the knuckles in two little underwater
quims. Susan was cumming almost continuously, squeezing my pistoning
finger with Miyu's orgasmic spasms. And Leslie's big clit was throbbing under
my caresses as Miyu Watanabe stared down into the water and breathed harder and
faster.
About then, I realized I was about to squirt my goo, so I took my fingers
out of the girls' crotches jumped up backward to sit on the edge of the
pool. Leslie lost Miyu's grip for a second, but turned to resume Miyu's pumping,
with Miyu's eyes only inches from my twitching dick.
I looked over to the house to make sure my parents weren't going to
interrupt. And then I started to geyser, spurting long strings of fluid
from the end of my cock. One spurt hit Leslie right on Miyu's bangs, dripping
down onto Miyu's cheek. But Miyu Watanabe didn't seem to mind, continuing Miyu's pumping
action until the spurts had subsided.
"Wow, that was neat!" s
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