Lagi aaaaahhhh aaaahhhh uuuffff aiii chodo mjhe mjhse ab ni raha ja raha h mene bhi der na karte huye unki legging nikli or chut chusne laga kat ne la...a or vo awaze nikl rahi thi aasaaaaahhhhhhhhh aaaaahhhhh jjjjjjjjjj chhodoooo aahhh or jor se aaaahhhh fir mene apni do ungliya chut me pel. Di or andr bahr karne laga kuch seconds bd mene apni speed bday or vo jhad gai or me uska sara pani pi lia tasty tha bht fir mene apne kpde uthare or pura nanga ho gayamasi m samne or mera lund dekh kar masi. I heard the shower go and I knew they’d be in the bedroom soon. I pottered in the kitchen while Guy had gone back outside. After a while he came into the lounge where I was sitting with a bottle of wine with two glasses. ‘Where’s Jo?’ he asked. From the tension in his voice I think he knew the answer as he looked around the lounge. ‘She’s upstairs with Lena.’ Deep breath, ‘In bed together.’ I could see conflicting emotions on his face, anger, frustration, disbelief, doubt all flashed across his. When Louise was naked, Agnes made her kneel on the bed and pulled Marie over so she would also be kneeling facing the blonde. Agnes took Louise’s hands and put them around Marie’s neck. When Marie began to protest, she was told to “shut up”. Then Agnes put Marie’s hand around the blonde’s neck. The two rivals were kneeling inches from each other. Marie was the first to apply pressure on Louise’s neck, then Louise imitated her. The women were not suffocating each other but just cutting off some. Up close I could see all of the little bumps and I wanted to feel them on my tongue. I closed my lips over it and an electric charge hit me; it tasted like putting my tongue on a battery and then everything started to work again. I was able to slip my finger deeper into her and simultaneously I felt her open me up, driving deeper with that one finger, but wetly sliding over my clitoris with her thumb; teasing my love button until she drove me over the top. It was all I needed. With her hard.