Japanese Wife 2
Sobs and torment filled the air sex as the grizzly ape turned his back and walked away, leaving the remnants of Papa Sequoia behind like he had never mattered at all. He moved round to the front and sat down. I was hoping that he’d let me sleep with him and fuck me that night, but I slept alone. Things got more complicated the following evening when Rob called round to see us. Lying naked on her dining table with a somewhat satisfied glow all over her body, she kept smiling to herself with her hand around her pussy mound, not japanese caressing it but simply allowing it to lie where she loved to have it the most.
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