Aika Miura

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again, and I licked and nibbled until Aika Miura was satisfied. She arose, moving to my Aika Miura gallery nether end, and I heard a buzzing sound, then felt a vibrator moving over my Aika Miura gallery thighs, between my legs, between my cheeks. She parted my cheeks and I felt Aika Miura finger work its way into the opening there, moving in and out until I relaxed. Then Aika Miura finger was replaced by something thicker that went in until my Aika Miura gallery muscles clamped around a narrow portion. Aika Miura ran the vibrator over the end of the plug, and the sensation was so intense, that to my Aika Miura gallery surprise I found myself becoming erect again. Aika Miura unhooked the cuffs from the bench, and helped me to stand erect, taking me in a full body kiss, tongues fighting for space, then sliding slowly down my Aika Miura gallery body to taste and tease my nipples as I cupped and squeezed Aika Miura full breasts. Each move I made caused the plug to wiggle, making my Aika Miura gallery erection bob and jerk against her. "Poor baby, we've been neglecting you," Aika Miura said, and sank to her knees to engulf me in the moist cavern of Aika Miura mouth. I closed my eyes and stroked Aika Miura fine hair as her tongue and lips worked their magic on me, all the while Aika Miura fingers were pinching, caressing and stroking my thighs, cheeks, genitals. My breath was coming ragged as she held me on the edge of erupting. ...(cont.)
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