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fantasy story of Risa Otsuka :
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nopened sphincter until it was almost painful. The slick walls of
her rectum answered the pulses of the vibrator with a tightening and
loosening massage. Risa Otsuka couldn't judge well the passage of time. All
her attention was focused on the building force of sensation in Risa's
captive body. The resonance in Risa's ass was building a wet, empty
feeling in Risa's pussy. Soon, Risa Otsuka knew, Risa Otsuka would start to writhe
with Risa's need to have a something in Risa's pussy to hump against.
Soon, Risa Otsuka would do anything to be allowed to have a mega-orgasm.
The sensations in Risa's lower body heighted the senses Risa Otsuka was still
allowed to use. Risa's nipples could feel each air current that brushed
across Risa's chest not air, hair! Long hair! "Who are you?"
she tried to whisper. As Risa Otsuka opened Risa's mouth, a cloth gag was
quickly and smoothly put in place. Risa's question came out as a
mumbled noise. A woman's voice whispered in Risa's ear "Do you like
the taste of your panties? I love to take a hel
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