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Yuki Izumi
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| who is Yuki Izumi ? |
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Yuki Izumi is a japanese race queen born on 20 5 1979. Her blood type is O, and she is 165 cm tall, Yuki's body measurements are: Bust: 85 cm, Waist: 59 cm, Hips: 88 cm.
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Yuki Izumi showing no nudity found on: 2006.12.16 at 11.52.44 |
 | Yuki Izumi's legs in a regular posing shot.
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Yuki Izumi showing no nudity found on: 2006.12.16 at 11.51.49 |
 | Yuki Izumi's face in a regular posing shot.
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Yuki Izumi showing no nudity found on: 2006.12.16 at 06.14.57 |
| Yuki Izumi's legs in a regular posing shot.
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Yuki Izumi showing no nudity found on: 2006.12.16 at 06.11.46 |
| Yuki Izumi's face in a regular posing shot.
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| Bio :: Profile |
| Full Name | Yuki Izumi |
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| Country Code | JP |
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| Birth Date | y: [1979] m: [5] d: [20] |
| Blood Type | O |
| Height (cm) | 165 |
| Measurements (cm) | B: [85] W: [59] H: [88] |
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| Picture :: Properties |
| Dimensions | 600 x 800 |
| Size (kb) | 131 |
| Type | jpg |
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sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Yuki Izumi :
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rgasm just thinking about it. You take
me and seat me on the table again, spreading my
legs wide apart so that you can see my juicy pussy.
I am so hot that some of my juices are running down
the insides of my thighs, making my stocking tops all
wet and sticky. You kneel down to the space between
my legs, and start to lick my cunt, flicking my clit
with the tip of your tongue. I arch my head back
and give myself to the passion, with wild moans of
pure pleasure. You continue to lick me, delighting
in the depth of my arousal, when suddenly you grab
my legs, and with one swift motion reattach my ankle
cuffs to the table legs.
"Hey, what the hell are you doing?", I demand indignantly,
as I realize that tonight is going to be a truly SPECIAL night...
You just smile and move behind me, as I try, unsuccessfully,
to wriggle off the table. I turn my head to follow you,
and I see you grab the silver leash that is cuffing my
wrists. The next thing I know, you have yanked me
backwards to the table, cuffing my arms above my head to
the
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