She slipped first one, then two long fingers completely into her tight preteen pussy. Without thinking about it, she again spread her legs, just a lit...le at first, but thenall the way as she began to work her fingeres in and out faster and faster, deeper and deeper, just as the teen on screen slowed down and, looking behind her, motioned for the second guy to come over. Raising her red and white cheerleading skirt, she told the second guy to put his cock in her tight teenage ass. Stroking it. Marco took me into his car and we drove off. He said he needs to drop by his home and change. When we arrived, he invited me upstairs. “Pour yourself a drink,” he said, “I’ll only be a few minutes”.His living room was pretty spartan, but tastefully decorated. A couch, a coffee table, a TV, a drinks cabinet, a few paintings on the walls, and a small wooden chair. I guess for guests. The afternoon sun was warming the room and creating a lovely atmosphere.I went to the drinks cabinet and found. Positioning myself in front of the camera to give her the best view possible, I slowly unbuckled my belt and unzipped my jeans. Then, without needing to be prompted, I teasingly slid my boxers down and stroked my cock until it was nice and hard for her.We both did love to put on a show.Sonya clapped in appreciation, her cheeks turning pink with desire at the sight of my exposed penis. "Aww, I missed him, too," she giggled."Wouldn't you be more comfortable without all those sweaty workout. With one cheek pressed against the sand, the husky growls and feline mewling transformed into a whispery sing-song of whatever her native language was. She began talking to the ground, her voice tightening with tension for brief moments and then lightening back into a softer twang. The old woman kept on with her droning at the same time. It almost sounded as if they were having a conversation except for the striking difference in the tenor of their languages. The girl’s pussy gripped and.