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A finger entered her ass smoothly stretching her, wetting her. She wondered if that was next, to be fucked in her ass. The finger was deep in her ass, moving in circles, she thought, when two fingers entered her very wet pussy and began to fuck her. Her oil cat fights hips moved by themselves, on auto-pilot, moving to find the right groove to receive what was being done to her. Sensations, she reminded herself in the midst of it all, it's all about the mixture of sensations. The taste of the oil cat fights cum in her mouth, the feel of cooling juices dripping down her inner thighs, the feel of the fingers in her pussy, the feel of the finger fucking her ass. All of it together, all of it mixed as one.
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