Aika Miura

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We'll go slow. You'll love it, believe me." It was terrible. Betsy was still afraid, but each time that he touched her, each time that he let his wandering fingers press and dip into Aika Miura secret places, that fire in her belly grew stronger. Soon it would be too strong to ignore! "Watch me, honey," Mr. Baker whispered. "Watch me, lover." Betsy's wide eyes were brimming with tears as Aika Miura meekly did as she was told and lifted her head so that Aika Miura could see. Mr. Baker held his big prick in his hand and was slowly, gently rubbing the purple knob of the glans against the parted lips of Aika Miura little The naked little girl gasped and stiffened on the desk top. The firm pads of Aika Miura ass clenched together and lifted her moist chink. Again and then again the man rubbed the pulpy head of his prick between the folds could see as well as feel the glans kissing her distended little clitoris and sighed happily as waves of pleasure eddied and shifted in her. "Spread your legs, honey," the man panted as he pressed forward. "Lift them and spread them for me." Betsy moaned as Aika Miura did. The lovely little girl gripped the hollows behind Aika Miura knees and pulled her slim thighs all the way ...(cont.)
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