Ayane Miura

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Time for round two, I thought nervously. I was enjoying Ted's cock immensely, and I had even thought for a minute hot wonderful it would feel to have him spray his hot come on my Ayane Miura gallery tits and belly, but I'd also promised myself earlier to try and top Jeannie's earlier performances with Al. It was time for Ayane Miura to be jolted. I just hoped I could carry it off. Making eye contact with Jeannie, I whispered to Ted that I was uncomfortable here, and wanted to move into the kitchen. He whined a little bit, but seeing Jeannie and Al across the room, He probably thought that I was nervous about the others being in the same room...if he only knew! As we walked by Jeannie and Al, who were pretending to be engrossed in their own lovemaking, but were really watching our every move, I again caught Jeannie's eye. Winking and grinning at her, I let Ayane Miura know that it was "payback" She groaned as we walked by her. My hand was wrapped around Ted's throbbing pole, and I led him into the kitchen, which was about five feet away from where Al and Jeannie were sitting on Turning and looking back at Jeannie, I pulled the door shut behind us with a sly smile. Behind me, I could hear Jeannie's Stopping on just the other side of the door, I made Ted lean back against the side of the cabinets. We were in the doorway, but sheltered from view by the door. But not for long... See, the door was a "Dutch" door. The kind found in kitchens all over. There's a top and a bottom part to the door, so if you want, you can shut the bottom part and leave the top part open, Well, the "view" was exactly what I had in mind, but not the same ...(cont.)
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