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sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Sayori Aizawa :
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xposing Sayori's pussy below Sayori's hairy
mound to his caressing fingers. Her
cunt blazed, softened and turned
juicy. Sayori Aizawa bucked it up against the
heel of his hand, and his thumb rode
along Sayori's labia, up to Sayori's pelvis.
"Oh Joe! Fuck me! Please hurry
and fuck me, before I go right out of
my mind."
"Yeah," he panted as he rubbed
his rock hard cock against Sayori's
crotch. "Your cunt hairs are
tickling the head of my prick. Feel
it there, darling . . . feel it?"
"Oh yes, yes! Shove it into me
Joe! Please drive you cock into my
pussy! Oh yes . . . yes, that's it,
baby! Yes, fine . . . ahhh . . ."
Sayori Aizawa felt the glorious sensation
as his knob entered Sayori's body, the
spongy-hard pressure that separated
her labia and opened the way for his
shaft. Beth lifted to the challenge,
drew up Sayori's knees and brought Sayori's
feet into contact with
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