„Did you come, Fynn?“
„No“
She smiled. „You’re gonna say before you come?“
„Yes, okay.“
„Good.“ Leonie pulled my foreskin back, took a look at it and then kissed my bell-end. „Exactly. „You’re gonna say before you come?“
„Yes, okay.“
„Good.“ Leonie pulled my foreskin back, took a look at it and then kissed my bell-end. My erection strained in my shorts as my eyes followed the water that ran from her neck to her legs. He hair was washed to the front by the shower, so that I could only see her slack jaw. “Umm… „It’s hard again,“ she said elated. „We’ll meet tomorrow. Except a fluff of downy faint hair it was naked, but her pussy lips were rounder, more pronounced. The door opened a tiny bit and Leonie peeked out. We checked each other out, while I started, unconsciously, to rub my prick. “Oh man!” I mumbles breathless.
