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dark rat hair were meshed together with lubricational fluid and spent,
off-white rat sperm from two previous orgasms. The woman had not cum.
The rat thrust its partner upon itself a final time, clenching its
eyes and lifting its own rear up as it shot a third load into the gasping
woman. Yuka Onishi had squeezed Yuka's eyes yet tighter, gritting Yuka's teeth visibly.
Yuka's throat let forth a high-pitched whine that broke off with a squeak
as Yuka Onishi felt more sperm fountain high within Yuka's being. Yuka's vaginal
walls expanded somewhat around the rat's prick to accomodate the newest
batch and Yuka Onishi felt herself bloating, a sensation she'd grown intimately
familiar with. Yuka Onishi crinkled Yuka's toes in the old pantyhose she'd found,
licking Yuka's lips. The rat let loose its grip and Yuka Onishi swayed off,
collapsing onto the protesting couch. The rat stood up but Yuka Onishi remained
in a heap, the inflamed acres of Yuka's breasts heaving with Yuka's breath as
she stared steadily up at the rat.
"Where d'you think you're going? I didn't cum. You always try to
force orgasms on me, but you didn't succeed."
"What do you want me to do about it? Do you think I AM sperm?"
"You've never eaten me out. I think you're afraid of me, that way."
The human eyelids sank seductively low and Yuka Onishi raised h
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