Chika Kurata

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"...dresser," Kim said softly. Chika Kurata weight, depressing the mattress, caused the huge double-dong to roll heavily against Chika Kurata side. One end was against her shoulder; the other was at her hip. Chika Kurata turned and grasped it. "Top drawer, left," Chika Kurata added. "Aha!" Connie said and Kim remembered that it was the same drawer where Chika Kurata kept her other toys -- the plastic vibrator and the pulsing dildo she'd bought through the mail-order catalog. The big double-dong, though, was much thicker than either of Chika Kurata old toys. The glans on the nearest end was startlingly realistic -- and still warm from the washing Connie had given it. Chika Kurata felt Connie kneel on the bed behind her. "Big sucker, huh?" Kim's ripe lips quirked in a smile. "Actually, I think it's too big to be a sucker." Chika Kurata raised the dildo to her mouth and managed to get the head inside -- and no more. Chika Kurata removed it and said, "Unreal." "Actually -- " Connie took it from her. "It may be just a little bit fatter than Jerry's. I'll have to try it on for size." "You mean 'Try it *in* for size.'" Connie rolled Kim onto Chika Kurata back and knelt straddling her, Kim's lovely tits brushing the insides of Connie's taut thighs. ...(cont.)

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