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ythm where Yoko Kumada would swallow
my cock all the way to the hilt, sloooowly withdraw it while running
her tongue up the underside until just the head was wrapped in Yoko's
lips. Then Yoko Kumada would french kiss the head while Yoko Kumada looked up at me
with Yoko's soft, brown eyes then start again.
Each of these loving strokes was bringing me closer and closer to
the edge. Yoko Kumada was holding me in Yoko's mouth, Yoko's tongue sliding over my
cockhead and Yoko's hand stroking my shaft when Yoko Kumada raised up Yoko's eyes
and stared deeply into mine. That did it.
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