Aika Miura

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self as Aika Miura must appear to anyone in their bedroom. The covering on Aika Miura eyes and restraining silk, allowed her the luxury of enjoying the sensations in Aika Miura body without requiring her conscious submission. The vibrator sent pulses of pleasure throughout her body. Aika Miura could feel the shaft deep in Aika Miura anal passage. It stretched the previously unopened sphincter until it was almost painful. The slick walls of her rectum answered the pulses of the vibrator with a tightening and loosening massage. Aika Miura couldn't judge well the passage of time. All her attention was focused on the building force of sensation in her captive body. The resonance in Aika Miura ass was building a wet, empty feeling in her pussy. Soon, Aika Miura knew, she would start to writhe with Aika Miura need to have a something in her pussy to hump against. Soon, Aika Miura would do anything to be allowed to have a mega-orgasm. The sensations in her lower body heighted the senses Aika Miura was still allowed to use. Aika Miura nipples could feel each air current that brushed across Aika Miura chest not air, hair! Long hair! "Who are you?" she tried to whisper. As Aika Miura opened her mouth, a cloth gag was quickly and smoothly put in place. Aika Miura question came out as a mumbled noise. A woman's voice whispered in Aika Miura ear "Do you like ...(cont.)
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