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Moaning, she looked anime down toon cartoon at my penis and then into my eyes. “Cum for me” she whispered. I spit on my hand and slowly started to jack. As I progressed, she placed a hand on my shoulder for support and started to rub her clit for me. It didn’t take long before I could feel my balls begin to roll and the familiar feeling of hentai orgasm begin to take over. Jane could tell and as she moved close and pushed her vagina out towards my penis she whispered “Shoot all over my vagima hair.” That did it. I groaned and aimed my penis directly at her patch and blasted my first shot. A powerful stream drilled her pubic region and with the follow-up two or three squirts, she was coated nicely with my seed. Giggling, she bent forward and licked my penis clean. She then squatted down and washed herself off. Pinching her hard taut nipples, she stared directly into my eyes and licked her lips. “Let’s go sit for awhile” she whispered. Sated from our recent orgasms, we relaxed on the blanket. My penis was still hard but the urgency for relief wasn’t as strong. Jane would trade looks from the water to my penis as I did the same with her breasts and vagina. I was nice to just look and appreciate without any animation expectations. After a few minutes Jane scooted over and settled in with her hip squeezed against mine. Still staring at the water, she placed her hand around my erection and just kind of fiddled with it. “Could we just kiss for awhile Michael? I looked at her and reached over to gently turn her face to mine. She had moisture in her eyes and a look on her face that spoke of a mixture of passion and innocence. “You are hentai so welcome, your highness,” he groaned. The boy suddenly gripped his desk and rumbled it against the floor. Recruiting another person became a number one fantasy for them both. He moved and let me wrapped my legs around him. The blood of the men leaked out of its mouth, the crimson clashing with the jet-black anime skin, but it extended a fat tongue to cartoon lick its lips clean. They were so different than anything I've ever worn. “Stop!” I yelled. The interior looked like its last update animation was back in the 60’s or 70’s. Of course though, Carrie wanted this one. “Maybe we toon could spank each other Zoe.” “There is something so wicked about being ravished by a feyhound.” “She's been prayin' for the day to be blessed by your holy seed.” She groaned again, loudly, as Roo back pedaled, pulling his knot and cock out of her, accompanied by an obscene squelchy sound and a cummy fart.