Ai Hiyoshi

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Joanna's skirt. Joanna saw the door open and a woman's shocked face as it fell shut again. Robin continued as though inserting something into a sex-slave's ass was normal in a ritzy dining establishment's restrooms. Joanna felt a rounded tip pressed against her anal opening. Obviously Ai Hiyoshi was going to be plugged. Firm pressure was applied. Ai Hiyoshi anus stretched and stung. This was the first, huge plug they had used on her at home. In, in, in, in, slowly in. Harsher and harsher stung Ai Hiyoshi sphincter as it stretched. Then Joanna felt it close around the groove Ai Hiyoshi knew to be in the base of the plug. Robin dropped the red skirt back in place. The two women returned to the waiting man. They were led to their table and Joanna was seated first. Smiles told Ai Hiyoshi that both her husband and Robin knew what caused her soft moan as the Maitre d' seated her. Her dinner was ordered for Ai Hiyoshi and both her husband and Robin kept her wine glass filled. Joanna knew Ai Hiyoshi was drinking far more than usual. She ate mechanically, more because Ai Hiyoshi knew she had to eat than because Ai Hiyoshi actually could taste the food. All she wanted was an end to the evening. Joanna could feel the two fake cocks rubbing back and forth against Ai Hiyoshi thin membranes separating her cunt from her rectum. Ai Hiyoshi was highly uncomfortable from too much rubber shoved into her lower body. Ai Hiyoshi fidgeted and shifted, trying to find a comfortable position. Ai Hiyoshi could feel other patrons in the Her husband and Robin watched her, with smiles on their faces. Finally, Ai Hiyoshi ordeal in the restaurant was over. He paid, and the three of them left. In the car, Joanna was made to kneel facing the back window. Her skirt was thrown over Ai Hiyoshi head to expose her plugged, bound ass. Both windows on Ai Hiyoshi side of the car were ...(cont.)
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