It was Lauren who was the first to break the routine, turning around to lean against the bench, her hand outstretched towards Olivia in a silent demand for the small bottle of liquor she carried. Porn All the while Oliva and Naomi held me in place as I tried to squirm away, their own panties becoming damp under their skirts as they watched the scene unfold. She let go of my head and stumbled back a bit, sitting down on the wooden bench to recover from her orgasm. Read 14370 times |
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Their lives were the talk of everyone. Lauren’s hand reached out, her fingers brushing against my trembling shoulder. How about you, Nami?”
Olivia shook her head, her expression cold. Grabbing my chin, she yanked my mouth open and stuffed the wet panties inside. I had turned away, my back arched towards the door, my sweat soaked panties clung to my skin as I struggled to fasten my clean bra. It’s a place that’s rarely deserted for long,
