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the extended nub of Shouko's clitoris. Karen
read Shouko's lips, "Oh...fuck...fuck me, Jim...oh...God! Fuck meee...".
Waves seemed to engulf Shouko's as Shouko Hamada sank Shouko's hand deeper into Shouko's
cunt, making Shouko's shudder with orgasm. Shouko Hamada relaxed on the lawn.
Apparently Shouko Hamada hadn't noticed the delivery man standing on Shouko's
porch watching her. Karen knew that Shouko Hamada had something here that was
better than soap operas. If this followed the hallowed script line,
the coy bitch would play kinda hard to get, yet a hot wench once
coerced into putting out. Karen watched the woman get up and face
the delivery man. The cups of Shouko's halter dangled, Shouko's proud breasts
displayed openly. The look on Shouko's face as Shouko Hamada whipped the guilty
hand behind Shouko's back was priceless. Shouko Hamada shook Shouko's tits and rolled
her pelvis enticingly while upholding the verbal pretense of
fighting off an over-eager admirer. He approached Shouko's and ran his
hand over Shouko's breasts. Shouko Hamada raised Shouko's pubic mound in horny
response, "No, please, don't. I'll give you money." His immediate
reply was, "Keep it. I'll do it for free!"
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