⠀face nuzzled into the nape of
⠀their neck, kissing, sucking the
⠀delicate skin. hands roaming
⠀along her royal figure with
⠀delicate &&. deliberate
⠀movements.
⠀displaying the action, she’d lean
⠀in, close, not a single word uttered.
⠀planting a kiss on the corner of her
⠀lip — another fell suit, &&. then
⠀another, trailing along their visage.
⠀hands held them by the waist, her
⠀a hand reaches down, guiding
⠀her thick, throbbing girth toward
⠀the entrance of becca’s ass.
⠀the bulbous tip rubbing up
⠀against the warm slit of her
⠀genitalia.
⠀"̲ you have no idea how much
⠀i wanna stick it in … "̲
exactly what becca had been hoping for — a devilish smirk spreading over her lips.
she wouldn't utter a word, only flexing the muscles in her rear, causing the pillowy mounds to fully encase her length.
⠀that throbbing hard on slithered its
⠀way out from her suit pants, breaking
⠀a button, flopping in between those
⠀cheeks.
⠀"̲ shhh . . . "̲
⠀her hips rolled forward, rubbing their
⠀girth along the cleft of becca’s ass.
the feeling of cooler air hitting becca's entrances as she was spread open caused a shudder to run up her spine.
" 's what i like to hear, choom. "
she shook her hips a little, just to make a soft clap to entice the woman further.
⠀"̲ nice is an understatement
⠀—— it’s magnificent. "̲
⠀she cooed, spreading those
⠀cheeks apart, getting a glimpse
⠀of those two delectable holes.
⠀letting those mounds crash
⠀together, watching them jiggle
⠀against one another. her bulge
⠀hardening
a pleased look immediately washed over becca's face as soon as she felt himeno's hands dig into her rear.
" pretty nice, ain't it? kinda thing you could get addicted to. "
⠀her one eyed followed in a
⠀trance, watching the ripple
⠀of their fatty mounds … her
⠀tongue gliding along her lips.
⠀she reaches out, hands
⠀grabbing hold of the fat,
⠀squeezing firmly.
⠀"̲ damn .. feels like I’m
⠀playing with a marshmallow. "̲
" normally . . . i'd blow your head off for asking. but, y'know, you're pretty hot. so go ahead. "
swaying her hips ever so slightly, causing the soft flesh to ripple and softly clap together.
⠀she’s staring heavily at the shorter
⠀woman’s rear. a clenched fist close
⠀to her lips, biting on a finger.
⠀"̲ organic . . . can i feel it ? "̲ she
⠀asked bluntly, her legs rubbing
⠀together, hiding her growing hard on.