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He again got down on all fours and charged towards her. Thera once more dodged with one whip, while this time swinging her other whip towards his legs, trying to trip him up so he wouldn’t crash again. She failed to snare him, as the water simply splattered when it met his aura. Once more, Cain met the wall and ripped through stone and wood, but the audience managed to get out of his way this time. He once more stepped out of the mess and into the ring.

Instead, she lowered herself down, her naked body embracing his as her breasts pressed into his pecs and her legs squeezed against his thighs. Her crotch grinded against his bush and she enjoyed the rough feeling of it scratching along her shaved pussy but stopped when she felt a prod against her cheek. Slowly and steadily her father was also becoming aroused, as much as clockwork now as Sarah’s visits. His firm head pressed harder against Sarah’s cheek, so she shifted to the side without thinking to give it room. With a spring like motion, it bounced up against his belly and back out, the head of his cock grazing her pussy lips hanging above.

Reina sure is amazing without her jacket, JKF! Two days ago when I was about to win one of my online matches on Tekken 7 with Kunimitsu II, my opponent rage shifted and disconnected before I was about to finish him with a combo, and I was like "No Contest!" which was a reference to Super Smash Bros. Melee.