Aika Miura

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wrist, pressing his hand against Aika Miura squirming bottom. "Oooooo," Betsy moaned as the intense pleasure sensations began to fade and Aika Miura could breathe again. "I...used my hand!" The shaken child formed a circle with Aika Miura thumb and forefinger and made an obscene shaking motion to show the handsome usher what Rick shrugged and pulled the trembling child to a sitting position beside him. "I'll settle for that, kid. A hand job for starters, anyway." For the first time, Betsy saw that the older boy had his pants open and Aika Miura stared in dull surprise at his cock as it jerked and twitched in front of her. The waves of Aika Miura orgasm were still rippling and washing inside of Aika Miura and Betsy didn't hesitate for a moment. The little girl ...(cont.)
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