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Something strange was going on… Then she felt something cool and wet poking attentively on her breasts and pussy, much like tongues, lapping, making...her pussy drip and her nipples pert painfully. Rin was blushing and panting horribly by the time the tentacles left. Oh….she wanted more…more…she was becoming frustrated and unsure of what to do… Staggering she wandered hurriedly, occasionally feeling the wetness of her cunt with slick fingers. ‘Oh….my Lord, where are you…?’ She moaned piteously.. The scene was irresistible. My mouth automatically encircled them and the tongue caressed the black mound driving her wilder. She started kissing me frantically as I was busy with the boobs sucking and kneading . The moment was so enjoying that it is difficult to describe. She was not letting my head go, strongly fixing it on her boobs. I changed to the other one knowing that she wanted it more and prolonged. ‘ maza a raha hai “ I asked . She nodded her head in yes without uttering a word. She. More

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