Fumiko Miura

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the edge of the bed. Then, reluctantly, slowly, Fumiko Miura spread her knees as wide as possible to allow free access to Fumiko Miura vulnerable pussy. Joanna felt her face flush with embarrassment. Fumiko Miura was required to keep Fumiko Miura eyes open and observe each move Robin and her husband made. Fumiko Miura saw Robin hold the mirror and angle it to give her an excellent view as Fumiko Miura husband spread her pussy lips to check for lubrication. Fumiko Miura could feel his hands spreading her cunt lips and see the same action in the mirror. Fumiko Miura watched him dip one finger in her hole and jumped as Fumiko Miura felt it at the Joanna watched as he opened the tube of K-Y jelly and smeared some on the ends of three fingers. Fumiko Miura saw (felt!) her pussy lips spread, and felt (saw!) the fingers enter Fumiko Miura and smear her hole with the lubricant. Round and round the K-Y was rubbed, all three of his fingers disappearing full length into her hole. Fumiko Miura watched him add a fourth and squirmed as he tried to fit his thumb inside Fumiko Miura as well. Fumiko Miura moaned and wriggled as he formed a fist and pushed against her opening. Her hole stretched "Unnn," Fumiko Miura moaned. It stung! She sighed with relief as he removed his hand. Fumiko Miura eyes widened when she saw him pick up a thick dildo and set it's head against the ...(cont.)

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