Japanese Sex Game Show

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but Tammi reached over with her hand, running it through her hair, drawing her closer; she was no more able to resist than I would have been. Neither of us had acknowledged it out loud, yet, but I could hardly wait for the chance to show off my technique for her, as well—and in person, between her thighs, not just letting her watch! For the moment, however, I had other priorities; as Tammi bit her lip, beckoning me up the bed with her finger, I was only too happy to oblige. My gorgeous little cousin was going to let me fuck her! “Lots of people have married their first cousins, you know. but I’d really rather feel you, not a condom, if you’ll let me.”

“I don’t know…” she nervously bit her lip.

Japanese Sex Game Show