Sayuri found Mitsuko’s girl-cock better than Yoshiko’s or Chris’s dick fucking her when she was a yūrei haunting them. Indian Sex Her pussy clenched hard on the thrusting cock. Ecstasy washed through her body. And then she felt two lips kiss at her face. She wouldn’t give in. Why! The monster roared. A purple light glowed out of the pool, spilling through the grotto. She wouldn’t give in. Suffering for the vile demon. A tentacle-pussy pumped up and down her cock while two more tentacles fucked her pussy and asshole. “Yes, yes, yes,” groaned Chris. Delight rippled through her body as both girls stroked her dick. Yoshiko and Kat were sucking on each other’s cocks now, humping each other. I screamed out, reaching into my soul with all my fury and grief, and threw myself at Mitsuko-hime. They fucked her hard, fast, ramming their cocks over and over into her depths. Two futanari cocks in me! The busty, half-Japanese futanari shivered, her clit bursting to full girth as a cock, throbbing in the tight confines of her panties. I had failed her. The pair gasped and moaned as they stared into each other’s eyes. “FUTANARI!”
Water splashed. “Yes, yes, yes,” Chris moaned into Lori’s snatch. Mariah scrambled across her hands and knees, her ebony
