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wiping the sticky cream off Kyoko's face and into Kyoko's mouth. Kyoko Hamada braced
herself against the wall and slid down to sit on the floor. "More,
more, give me more," Kyoko Hamada begged looking up at me and holding Kyoko's tiny
mouth open as wide as it would go. I began shooting a continuous
stream of cum at Kyoko's mouth. I was feeling continuous orgasms as the
sticky mess piled up on Kyoko's face and oozed down onto Kyoko's chest. Her
white blouse and pink dress were being ruined, but Kyoko Hamada didn't seem to
care. After a while, Kyoko Hamada seemed ready to pass out and I stopped. She
was trying to scoop more cum into Kyoko's mouth but Kyoko Hamada didn't seem able
to swallow. I suppose Kyoko Hamada was full. I wiped the cock head on the
side of Kyoko's dress, put on my shirt and pants, and returned to the
cashier station with all my items. Stanley was there.
"I still need these rung up," I insisted.
"What happened to Annie?" he asked.
"She's in some kind of a mess," I replied.
After paying for the clothes, I headed out to my car and noticed again
how thirsty I was. There was a convenience store right on the corner,
so I bought a Triple Huge Tank of pop. I downed 64 oz. in about a
minute and still felt dry, so I we
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