Ayumi Matsukawa

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wet cunt against Grace's face while the woman stretched and opened her tight rear sheath!! "Unnnggghhh, that feels ... gooood!!" The muscles in Betsy's slim thighs were straining. Ayumi Matsukawa toes were splayed wide like claws as Ayumi Matsukawa wiggled and rolled her trim little bottom. Ayumi Matsukawa could hear Grace grunting and gasping as she fought for air, but Betsy still couldn't stop. Ayumi Matsukawa had to go on and on. Ayumi Matsukawa had to feel everything, experience and taste every- thing that there was for her!!! "Hunnnggghh ... huuuhhh!!" Ayumi Matsukawa could not breathe. Betsy gasped and struggled to fill Ayumi Matsukawa lungs with air. The finger in her burning anus was spinning and twirling and the firm, wet tongue buried in Ayumi Matsukawa pussy was slapping and ramming at her like a pulpy jackhammer. The naked child hunched Ayumi Matsukawa back and squealed loudly when the first waves of Ayumi Matsukawa orgasm hit her. "Aaaaagh ... I'm ... I'm ... aaaaiiiieeee!!" It was wonder- ful. Betsy squealed and whimpered. The tongue and the finger popped in and out of Ayumi Matsukawa bottom, making her slim body twist and The moaning little girl's legs gave out and when Grace's head fell back on the pillow and Ayumi Matsukawa hands dropped away, Betsy slipped sideways and fell face down on the bed. The little brunette was so ...(cont.)

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