“Beautiful, I’ll never forget the taste!”“Simone, please let us go now. Please. We won’t tell, I promise!” cried Lauren, shaking once agai..., feeling the pain in her legs now her toes were numb from lack of blood and the general cold of the night.“I’m afraid, my little one, that you are right.” said Simone, watching the screen as Kristal washed her. Simone copied Kristal by pushing her finger into Lauren’s anus. “You’re right. You won’t tell anyone!” Lauren hardly moved, her mind busily. Felt like velvet.My arse cheeks were beggining to slowly tense and release now and her rubbing quickened. Her breathing seemed to get louder and deeper but she never spoke a word. It was as if she wanted to make like she wasn't there!! The pace got faster and as my arse tensed it was lifting off the mattress and sinking back down. She would squeeze ever so gently as her hand reached the head of my cock. There was no hard jerking, just a quick, yet smooth rythm to it all.Her breathing got deeper. . Give it to me Give me that stuff That funk, that sweet, funky stuff . . . Up on her toes, the strength and height of him lifted her, impaled on his rod. The first hot wave rolled through her body, and she moaned. Rope and stiff leather held her up, stretched. Her fists clenched overhead as the second and third wave flowed from her cunt, electrifying her back, arms, legs. The sudden tensing of his body and the spasms that followed coursed from his body to hers, triggering her own spasms. They. She paused only momentarily before her fingers kicked back into gear. I could hear the faint, almost snapping sound of them sliding over her labia.That didn’t last long, though. Her fingers dived back down and deep inside her again. This time, she thrust them in and out for several strokes, fucking herself hard before returning to her clit.Cammie half sat up, once again looking intently into the camera. She picked up the pace, her fingers blurring in the video image. Her breasts began to.