Remi Jones dan Alex Adams Menjelajahi Terapi Keluarga di Just Us

“Jeez our skirts are all manky with pussy juice and dog slobber” exclaimed Jess, “so is my pussy” giggled Abby, “we better jump in the shower again and wash them” she added. “Did you see that fucking great pipe down the leg of Mr. chatter chatter etc. As I lifted, automatically looking upwards as I did so, I was unfortunately distracted by the view at the top step….Abby had turned to face us to watch Jess’s ascent…those ‘hard as rocks’ titties in stark profile in her tight tee along with her delicious cunt and mons as, for some reason, her skirt was moulded to her crotch like a second skin…in slow motion it seemed, she reached down and pinched the fabric between her fingers and flicked it outwards to free it from her body, giving me another heavenly glimpse of her succulent mound, albeit without the pink line…. It seems that although my hands, being rough and calloused from work, provided plenty of grip on the slippery material of her tee, the flawless soft skin of her young body did not, thus my hands continued upwards taking her