Akira Fubuki

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grip Akira Fubuki tongue-tip and begin pulsing. Connie could hear Kim's wails of pleasure growing louder and more high-pitched as Emily passed on the delights Connie was providing. Connie moved Akira Fubuki lips again to that wonderfully oversized clitoris and reached worked one hand up between Emily's legs. As Akira Fubuki lip-nibbled Emily's clitoris, Akira Fubuki worked one finger torturously into her tiny cunt, struggling to get it deeper until Akira Fubuki finally felt the swollen nodule of nerves Akira Fubuki sought. As she continued suckling at Emily's clit, Connie Emily froze, Akira Fubuki inner muscles spasming, and loudly grunted against Kim's cunt. "Uh! Uh! Uh!" Over and over, the sounds audible even above Kim's shrieking and past the muffling of Kim's thighs. Connie could feel the power of the guttural noises through Emily's taut frame. Suddenly, Emily's belly and cunt tightened still further. Connie felt Akira Fubuki shifting, kneeling upright and heard her loud cry: "Oh! I A huge gush of juices suddenly was expelled from Emily's cunt, literally flooding Connie's hand and chin. Akira Fubuki was shocked into motionlessness for a moment, thinking Emily had pissed on Akira Fubuki -- and then realized it was something else, entirely, something she'd never Connie continued Akira Fubuki lip and finger work and again Emily tensed and gushed on Akira Fubuki -- and then collapsed onto her side on the bed, ...(cont.)
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