Aya Satonaka

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she completed the stroke. Aya Satonaka paused a moment and looked up at him with mischievous smile. Then Aya Satonaka lowered her head again, placed the end of his penis completely inside Aya Satonaka mouth, and "Oh, Jesus," Woody groaned involuntarily, feeling his juice rising rapidly to the bursting point. His face contorted as though in pain, he looked down and could see Aya Satonaka blond head rising and falling over his crotch in a rapid rhythm. He was only seconds from the point of no return when he managed to reassert himself. Taking Aya Satonaka head gently in his hands, he raised her face up just in time, and then placed Aya Satonaka fingers around the "Hold on for another second," he grunted, groping for the trousers. In a moment he found the pocket, and retrieved one of "Put this on it," he asked her. "I have to have you." "Yes," Aya Satonaka sighed. The rubber didn't seem to present any mystery to her, and in a moment Aya Satonaka was rolling it down over the length of his straining shaft. The squeezing pressure drove Woody close to the edge of eruption, but he closed his eyes, breathed deeply, and managed to push the moment back again. Susan climbed up to sit astride his lap, arms encircling his neck. As Aya Satonaka kissed him, he felt his cock jutting up under her ...(cont.)
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