Akira Fubuki

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down -- right into Emily's half-closed eyes. "Fuck her," the cultured, educated, pussy-juice-slimed lips Jerry bent over Kim and knew the moment Emily resumed Akira Fubuki tonguing -- because Kim's cunt convulsed wildly on his prick. He pushed forward again, inexorable and irresistible. His prick felt bigger than he'd ever known it. Five...six...seven inches. Kim's head came up and Akira Fubuki began to moan. The moan became a wail, steadily growing in volume and pitch. Nine....nine-and-a-half...ten inches...and there seemed to be more. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" Kim yelled, bobbing Akira Fubuki ass at him crazily, pounding the end of his cock with Akira Fubuki cervix. Jerry pulled back and began rocking his cock rapidly in and out of Kim's steaming cunt. His dick felt as if it were bathed in molten flesh, in heated oil -- and Akira Fubuki cunt seemed actually to be sucking on it. He looked up and saw his wife looking at him from Akira Fubuki position next "Fuck Akira Fubuki for me, FOR ME!" Connie hissed. "HARD!" Jerry pumped harder...faster...deeper. His strokes became almost brutal in their growing length and speed. He was hammering at the end of her cunt, his cock seeming to swell more and more. He couldn't wait much longer before he came, despite all of Connie's preliminary nut-draining. The urgency was growing in his balls; he could almost feel the hairs on his scrotum stiffening with the pre-cum electricity. ...(cont.)
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