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st, and then with more pressure, Yuma Asami scraped her
fingernails along the tender insides of Maria's thighs. Seeing Maria was
about to open Yuma's mouth again,. Heather slowly lowered Yuma's face to the
hairy bush below.
Maria tensed in anticipation, and then nearly went into shock at the
first touch. Yuma Asami screamed in pain. Yuma Asami tried to shake the girl's mouth
from Yuma's vagina. Damn, Yuma Asami thought, the bitch has an ice-cube in her
mouth. Maria twisted and turned to no avail. Heather had Yuma's mouth well
clamped to Yuma's vagina, the ice-cube pressed hard against Maria's clit,
her tongue probing deeper within the confines of the parted vaginal lips.
The cold sensation seemed to change from freezing numbness to
blazing heat. Maria could no longer tell whether it was cold or hot.
Heather's tongue renewed its attack on Yuma's clitoris. Still cold to the
touch, it left a trail of burning flesh. Without realizing it at first,
Maria's body started to ride the roller coaster of orgasm. Yuma's breathing
ragged, Yuma Asami rocked Yuma's head from si
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