" Your pants don't seem to think so." With a wicked, little grin, Lori lifted her manicured hand and pressed it against the protrusion in his pants, h...r fingers cupping and caressing it.A layer of perspiration broke out on Jonathan's forehead at the sensation of the luscious pressure. "Lori -" Relax, boss. I'm supposed to be helping you out here. I mean, you're not paying me to file my nails now, are you?"She winked up at him and took the zipper of his trousers between her fingers, slowly. I felt like I was in hog heaven since this position left her titties in a handy spot for exploration with my hands. After a little while I released them though and put both hands to her ass cheeks to hold on. She gave me a real workout but I tried the clitty-tickling trick on her and she went off before I spunked her.No matter though, Susan and Sally helped her lie down beside me and then Sally settled onto her place. Naturally she was tighter than mother and even though she hadn't learned to. The tendrils seem to move in a rotating pattern, at least one of them, more often two, was stroking her flesh at any one time. The tips of the tentacles slid between her labia and opened her. She spread her legs wider, squirming as the silky tips parted her lips and traced her folds. She felt like he was prying her apart as the tentacles caressed her lips, traced her folds and dipped inside her wet velvet pussy all at the same time. She arched her spine and threw her head back. One hand held. We gazed steadily deep into each other's eyes, each of us swirling into the reflected depths, our tongues twirling, the wetness of our mouths merely hinting at the rush of moisture gathering between our legs. I could feel the flush swell my breasts, and then Kimbra felt it too, at the exact moment my hands reached to feel hers. I unbuttoned her sweater as she unbuttoned my blouse, whimpering at the mutual discovery that nothing else barred the way to flesh fondling flesh, my hands massaging.
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