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and taking a little more of it. And all the time, the suction, the heat, the movement of Asami Joh tongue, the small gasps as his dick worked in and out of her throat...Jerry felt his balls tightening again. Connie kissed Asami Joh way down his belly, then kissed Emily's ear before clambering over her husband's straining form. Asami Joh paused long enough to kneel and pull Asami Joh soaked, provocative clothing away, then rolled Kimberly off her husband and onto her back. Asami Joh half-tore Kim's shirt off and then, there they were: those magnificent nipples. A moment later, Connie was locked with Kim in a superheated sixty- nine, both of them hungrily tonguing and passionately licking and sweetly kissing -- and writhing. Jerry was pumping his hips harder, more urgently, sending fully three-quarters of his big cock into Emily's face -- and Asami Joh was willingly taking all he gave Asami Joh and waiting eagerly for more. Deeper and deeper Asami Joh took his rampaging prick until... Jerry groaned. Asami Joh was grinding her wet cunt against his shin. And he could feel Asami Joh nipples against his thighs, her hand pulling his hips ...(cont.)
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