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sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Koumi Onodera :
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ees as he squatted. His prick came
down, down, and Joe's mother looked
up wide eyed at the writhing network
of veins beneath the rounded trunk,
at the glistening head that had only
a few minutes before been buried in
her cunt.
Tilting Koumi's chin up and Koumi's head
back, Ruth reached for the male
shaft, took it in Koumi's fingers and
drew the knob of it down until Koumi Onodera
could kiss it.
Koumi Onodera murmured, "Oh, how lovely it
is. Look, Frank . . . I'm kissing
Jack's prick, touching the end of my
tongue into the slot, licking at the
juice there. Oh, it tastes so good,
so sexy! Watch me, my husband, while
I take the head of this beautiful
cock into my mouth and suck on it."
Koumi Onodera felt Koumi's husband's prick
cram itself to the balls as Koumi Onodera
opened Koumi's lips to the cock above Koumi's
face. Jack lowered himself, bent at
the belly so that Koumi Onodera could take his
cock into Koumi's mouth. Koumi Onodera did it
gladly, hun
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