Akira Kiuchi

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But its hot breath on Akira Kiuchi bare cunt-lips felt too wonderful for her to complain, or to readjust Akira Kiuchi skirts. As it began to nibble at the folds between Akira Kiuchi legs, the unicorn`s flexible lips sent waves of pleasure through Wissa. Her juices started to flow, and were eagerly licked up by the unicorn's long tongue. As it caressed Akira Kiuchi throbbing clit, Wissa began to lean back, and Akira Kiuchi hands unavoidable reached up to find her nipples, hard nubs on her well-formed chest. Akira Kiuchi piched them through the fabric. They grew harder still. As the unicorn started to thrust its tongue into Akira Kiuchi love canal, Wissa pulled down her decolletage, and fondled her breasts directly, without heavy fabric interfering with any of the wonderful sensations. As the unicorn tounge plunged in and out of her, Wissa began to shake with the force of Akira Kiuchi impending orgasm. Her hips began to buck, and Akira Kiuchi come spilled out of her cunt. The juices were swallowed by the unicorn, which had continued to lick, nibble, and tease Akira Kiuchi clit. Her moans and gasps of pleasure echoed around the small clearing and out across the pool of water. As the tremors began to subside, Wissa returned to some awareness of her surroundings. As Akira Kiuchi looked up from where she had lain back, she saw the unicorn, laying between Akira Kiuchi outspread legs, with her come ...(cont.)

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