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If there could be anything right now, it would be my black haired Japanese girl lying down on the thick woollen rug in front of me, with her soft white skin in satin underwear - black french shorts and a bra that holds her firm, full breasts; the white of the asian hard porn rug defining the lines that run up and down her whole length. She suggests to me a tease, looking with mysterious asian hard porn eyes that can't quite be trusted, but her manner so obsequious that it is impossible to not love her.

'I'm here to entertain you.' she says, in tones asian hard porn of red and black, filling the vacuum that was my mundane day with a delicate delight. I look at her and smile, but say nothing, for at this moment I am not asian hard porn here, at least I am subjective. I look at her like an object animated, as if she were just the sum of her asian hard porn parts: flesh, skin, blood, bones, water and then other more complex organic compounds; but then these parts asian hard porn personified.

Small black cat she lies my Japanese girl, rolling asian hard porn over the rug that feels so soft under her skin. She lets me know how good she feels by running her fingers over her thighs and hips, over her chest asian hard porn and her breasts - taking time over her breasts, but with that gentle feminine touch that I can never quite control in moments asian hard porn of fervent passion.

Legs open and close; satin french asian hard porn shorts barely contain what lies beneath, yet disfigure the view just such that I am teased and tantilised. One hand moves from her asian hard porn breast down between her legs and instantly the room fills with the smell of her sex sweat, her inner asian hard porn self obviously warming and melting down in response to her own self stimulation.

I watch as she asian hard porn begins to thrash in slow motion, those asian hard porn slanted eyes, so demure, so dark, so mysterious - now closed, her eyeballs looking on the back of their lids at the spectrum of coloured sex, resting mainly in asian hard porn the frequencies of red, vermillion and on to a black in intensity.

She never lets fingers enter asian hard porn inside, nor breach her underwear, but her fingers have been working inside the cup of her bra, and with both hands working their respective asian hard porn parts she starts to moan and purr in that high pitched song of the Asian girl.

My own person becomes more than aroused asian hard porn and I reach down now with my hand, holding thumb and forefinger around my stiffened self, pulling and stroking and stimulating asian hard porn the millions of nerve endings that send asian hard porn oh so simple but reality destroying vibes and impulses through my body.

She works herself harder, really asian hard porn beginning to moan, but it is just her tone that leads me now, for my head tilts back and eyes look to the stars of the eternal asian hard porn domain of sexual thoughts and fantasy.

I feel her hand touch my leg and I massage asian hard porn myself much harder. Then another hand touches my other leg and she pulls herself up. My trousers are taken off, my asian hard porn underwear too, then I hear her slide herself, now naked, up over my legs. Her chest touches mine - flesh on flesh.

Head still back. Her arms go round asian hard porn my shoudlers. Her lips touch mine and for just one second it is a delicate kiss, before mouths open and tongues slide all wet asian hard porn and deep as if we are trying to devour each other like ravenous animals. My hands come free and I put them around asian hard porn her body, around her waist, pulling her sharply in, then, taking asian hard porn forceful hold on her hips, I throw her whole body down asian hard porn on mine and it is a deep, rapid, breaking penetration.