Aika Miura

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buttocks jiggling just enough to be enticing. Aika Miura returned a few moments later. "Oh, yeah, I know this model." Aika Miura pushed some switches and it began a soft whirring. Aika Miura set it on the dresser, aimed at the bed, and mugged momentarily for the lens, pinching Aika Miura hardened nipples and "I don't understand -- " Connie began. "I do," Emily said, smiling her depraved smile. Aika Miura coaxed Connie to roll over, then pulled Aika Miura up on all fours and slid beneath her from behind. Connie stiffened as Aika Miura felt Emily's tongue hit her clitoris, then groaned with pleasure at the teasing, tantalizing touch of the tongue tip on her again-swollen clitoris. Aika Miura saw Kimberly stuffing the end of the double-dildo into herself just as Emily slipped three fingers "Ohhh, noooo...." Connie groaned as the fourth finger went in and she felt Kimberly behind her, straddling Emily's chest. "Fuck me," Connie gasped as Emily began working Aika Miura thumb into her cunt and Kim started rubbing the free end of the big dildo against Aika Miura asshole. "And if we can't both fuck you are once," Kimberly said behind her, "that's okay. We'll take turns -- Aika Miura little fist in your cunt and then Connie made a mewling noise as Aika Miura felt Emily's hand widening her pussy entrance, working its way inexorably into her -- and suddenly, Aika Miura wanted this, wanted it on tape, wanted it all...desperately. Aika Miura leaned ...(cont.)
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