Liv, too, sighed and spread her legs wide drawing her feet up to plant them on the sofa's edge so that she was as exposed as it is possible for a woma... to be. Stella held the thick outer lips wide and I ogled the engorged shaft of the clit then saw the perfect point of that pinky grey organ as it peeped out from under its wrinkled hood. Her clit was at the apex of a pair of slim, smooth lips that now stood proud from the glistening flesh. These labia faded down to frame her two gaping holes as. Judging. Her body had escaped the physical restraints of the place, but her mind was still bound, an unwilling prisoner of her past.She dressed quickly, covering her body, blotting out its demanding sensuality from herself. In the face of the growing awareness of her need... a desire for sexual fulfillment, she could not trust herself; her beautiful young body reflected in the mirror screamed for it, and she was frightened. The naughty part of her mind knew that she only had to reach her hand. He put his hand on the back of her head and started pumping his hips, deep fucking her mouth. She was reaching her clitoris with one hand, rubbing it and moaning. “Lyla, I am Cu…..” he could not even complete his sentence and exploded huge in her mouth. He kept Cumming and she kept on swallowing with slurping sound, making Zaman want her even more. Finally she looked at him, smiling while some bits of male juice was still seen on her lower lip.“That was great, bro”. Lyla appreciated her. When they reached the breezeway Ferretti whispered to Ronny, “Set those down over there.” He pointed to the concrete porch outside the door to the brick house. “And then get that light out.” He looked up at the stairs thinking it was stupid not to have a light on at the top of those narrow-looking steps. Maybe it was burnt out or on a sensor.He heard Ronnie set the gas cans on the porch and then the porch light went out. Simultaneously with the light going out he heard what sounded like a cough.