Rick's fingers pressed in between Fumie Nakajima's own slender thighs and the girl spread them as wide as Fumie Nakajima could, hampered only by the wadded clothing that still clung around Fumie Nakajima's ankles. Rick's forefinger found the lube slick lips of Fumie Nakajima's own hairless little sex and while Betsy watched the other man fuck the little girl, the finger sank deep into Fumie Nakajima's newly opened love sheath. A long, shuddering sigh oozed out of the little girl's mouth and her hips began a shameless wiggling as Fumie Nakajima worked the tight mouth of Fumie Nakajima's pussy around the finger, clamping down on it as if it was a long, slender prick working in and out of her. "Ooooohhhhh, I can feel that old Newt has been busy," Rick breathed in surprise. "He fucked you! He broke your cherry didn't Fumie Nakajima didn't want to tell him. It was private and personal, but the feel of Rick's slick finger working back and forth over her stiff clit loosened Betsy's tongue and the humiliated little girl heard herself babbling to him in response. "Ooooohhh, yesssss!! Annnnggghhhhh, Ricky it feels so nice, The head usher snorted angrily and fumbled with his own clothing. Betsy wasn't surprised when Fumie Nakajima's hand was jerked forward
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