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harder, relentlessly, knowing without tasting -- his cock was too far
back in Akina throat for that -- that he was pouring the contents of his
wonderfully hairy balls all-but-directly into her stomach. Akina was doing
what his wife, his former lovers, not even he, himself, had suspected
could be done -- coaxing his just-drained testicles into releasing yet
another load deep into the only mouth and throat that had ever taken all
of his massive size. It was just about the most depraved, whorish,
sluttish thing Akina could think of: deep-throating another woman's
husband in the wife's presence.
Emily ground Akina cunt down hard, then still harder, on his leg,
shivering with wanton pleasure at the decadent thing Akina was doing. Her
physical orgasm was a small thing, but what Akina felt inside was immense.
Jerry knew only that the cum poured out of him and seemingly
endless, prolonged geyser. The pleasure and the orgasm were so intense
that they were almost painful...but not quite. He surrendered all his
jism to the hot, sucking throat of the voracious Japanese lawyer and
then fell back, prone and barely conscious.
...(cont.)
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