“Mitsuko-hime! Pornhat “Yoshiko-chan,” she moaned. Yoshiko groaned, her pussy clenching. I didn’t mean to kill your father or let the demon possess you. Mitsuko tasted so sweet. “Oh, god, that’s hot,” Yoshiko moaned. “Wake up, miko.”
My eyes fluttered open. Such rapture consumed her as she buried into her cumming lover’s depths. Her strokes grew faster, harder, as her excitement grew in the depths of her pussy. Sayuri began singing again, her voice throaty. Not yet. Flicker. Her pussy clenched, drinking in the pleasure of Chris’s thrusts. I love them.”
“Mmm, yes, keep fucking my tits and cum all over my face,” purred Yoshiko, her hips undulating, her pussy clenching down on Chris’s dick. There were other people watching, the samurai who was sent to fetch the priests, others in kimonos kneeling along
