ASS WORSHIP FEMDOM EAT MY BOOTY WHILE I STAND OVER YOU SPREADING MY BUTT CHEEKS

“There just like that…” Layla purred, her other hand moving to Lacy’s spare hand, the girl's other hand still groping and squeezing at Layla with a growing desire big to please. Slowly she guided the small willing hand towards her skirt, letting it rest against the growing length of her cock through the thin fabric. “Feel that?” Layla asked softly, looking across and winking at Gia who, by now, had lost a battle of willpower, fishing out her own impressive length and holding it in her hand, stroking it slowly as she watched the lewd display before her, waiting for what was to come. “Mmm~...” Lacy moaned, her fingers tracing the outline of the length and closing around it through the fabric of her skirts, feeling a contrast that fed the flames of her growing need. The shaft held in her hands was huge, long and girthy beyond anything Lacy had experienced in the past, but at the same time there was a softness to it that that betrayed the fact that it still had some growing to do… Layla smirked playfully as she felt the girls head pull back and, albeit a little reluctantly, she let Lacy pull back, the nipple loudly popping free from between her lips, leaving the breast to bounce and settle, the peak engorged and glistening. “I can’t wait, help me get this off…” Lacy panted, her demeanour beginning to switch up as her lust began to overtake her shyness and doubts, her hands moving to Layla’s skirt, undoing the tie and starting to wiggle it down over her broad hips, struggling to get it over a certain bulge. Layla laughed warmly, enjoying the girl's mounting eagerness and was certainly in no position to deny her what she wanted. Reaching down she pressed her cock down under her skirts where she trapped it between her plush thighs, feeling it harden further at the sensation of being so warmly nestled away. With the obstruction out the way, it was easier now for the skirts to slip down over her hips to pool around her feet on the floor, revealing in full what the garter belt had promised, a pair of black stockings that encased her legs in their silky fabric, ending in the pair of heels that helped elevate her and Gia both to appear, as they did, so much taller than an already naturally shorter Lacy. “You look good Layla…” Gia purred softly, watching as Lacy obviously came to the same conclusion, something in her expression changing, becoming more determined, her blush ever present as always. “Thanks, gorgeous… You know I-, ah!” Layla gasped, caught off guard as Lacy, small and slender though she was, put on a display of strength that Layla obviously hadn’t been expecting, the girl pushing on Layla’s shoulders just hard enough to set her off balance, leaving her to fall backwards onto the couch. Layla gasped as she landed alongside Gia, her cock springing free from between her splayed thighs to point straight up, every bit the monster Lacy had hoped for, veined and ridged, the tip a slightly lighter colour than the rest of her length, the shaft matched in size only by the pair of heavy nuts resting beneath in their silky smooth sack. Layla felt her face flush with heat and moved to push herself back up, so used to being the dominant one that being forcefully sat down by this waif of a redhead, in front of her friend no less, left her pride a little wounded. As she moved to sit up Layla felt Gia’s hand around her shoulder and she turned her head to look at her, parting her lips to protest but catching something in Gia’s pov expression that made her hesitate. “Relax,” Gia said gently, knowing this side of Lacy all too well, the side that, past a certain point, took what she wanted. Pursing her lips and turning her gaze back up to Lacy she leaned back into the warm comfort of the seat, feeling Gia’s arm and hand, draped comfortably around her neck, moving to come to rest atop of a heavy breast, her fingers seeking out and idly toying with a dark nipple. “I’ve never seen one so big before…” Lacy breathed, seemingly oblivious to Layla’s only slightly wounded pride. “Think you can do it?” Gia asked, smirking as Lacy sank to her knees amateur between Layla’s thighs, kneeling on the cushion and resting her elbows on the woman's legs, her hands both moving to encircle the base of the dark cock, pushing down around it to make it seem that much bigger and stand out all the more prominently. “Y-yes.” Came Lacy’s breathless but confident response, her eyes trailing up Layla’s luscious body to meet her gaze, the woman clearly wondering what this, ‘it’, she thought she could do was. Lacy leaned forward and rested the hot length against her face, her lips brushing against the asian underside as she kissed it, getting to know every curve the dark cock had to show off and offering the two the memorable view of the huge veined beast resting on her soft girlish features. “Okay…” Lacy whispered to herself, leaning up and wetting her lips with her tongue, her eyes downcast now, focusing entirely on Layla’s black cock, her lips finding the pre-leaking tip and parting ever so slightly, her eyes closing as she pressed her shoulders down. Layla let out a soft little moan, arching her back up slightly to press her breast into Gia’s groping hand as she felt the girl's lips stretch around her girth, pressing down to slowly take her inches into the hot, wet confines of her already suckling mouth. “Oh wow…” Layla gasped, breathing harder now as she felt the girls tongue nimbly swirl around her tip, her position changing as she raised and angled herself, showing no signs of slowing or stopping her conquest. Pure pleasure surged through Layla’s body as, finally, teen she felt the spongy tip of her leaking cock press against the impossibly tight entrance to the girls throat, the pressure and sensations it gave her, along with the always attentive action of her tongue, drove her to pleasures she didn’t know were possible from getting head. In all her years of working in this cafe and the innumerable blowjobs she’d received from the various patrons and customers, she’d never felt anything quite like this. “Oh fuck… That’s so, ah, ah!” Layla’s words of praise were interrupted as, to her complete amazement and Gia’s obvious amusement, Lacy just didn’t stop. Layla felt a truly unique sensation encapsulate the sensitive head of her cock as the mounting pressure suddenly gave way, something in the redhead’s throat relaxing as the girls lips traversed the rest of Layla’s steely length, coming to rest, finally, wrapped snugly around its thick base, the entire length buried to the hilt inside her mouth and throat. “Good girl…” Gia encouraged, stroking her cock as she watched the slender redhead perform a vanishing act on Layla’s thick black cock, the erotic sight of Lacy’s pale throat bulging obscenely as Layla writhed under her in pleasure caused Gia’s shaft to throb eagerly in her hand. Lacy, impatient to get to work, let out a low lustful moan as she rolled her lips slowly back up the black shaft until her lips were settled just behind the crown, her cheeks caved in as she sucked hard, her tongue never missing an opportunity to caress Layla and taste her leaking pre. Because he already has a pair of mine, Stephanie remembered, feeling the blood rush to her face. Submit!” Sometime in the middle of the night I needed a pee and climbed out of pov the tent without putting a dress on. The stranger took his phone from his pocket and clicked a few buttons. � � Darkness. “Shall we have a shower together before we move on,” I suggest as I take both men by the hand and lead them big to our oversize teen cubicle. He agrees and has vowed to lend whatever support the Constitution allows, especially in ensuring we are not exposed.” Dirt spilled off the insectoid form. Aunty was called Laura. "I'm not ashamed of anything." Turning her seemed like a chore compared to the other three. After a brief exploratory suck, she shifted in her seat a little. I could hear her yelps of pain through the window as he spanked her with it. Mala let amateur out a deep moan. If that was the case then she was definitely too valuable a bitch for the brothels former military bitches usually ended up in. 'Cuz that's what would really turn me on tonight!" "My God, the supermarket will be closed if I do not hurry" and with that, she quickly slipped the text into asian the envelope and took a last look at the phone number on the white card, while she was hiding it carefully in the cup of her bra. She smiled and told him she will be happy to help them register for online classes. Mia continued to turn pages but there was just random thoughts from confused girls. Soon she was very relaxed and almost melting into the mattress. "Oh," he said, "But doesn't Pedophile mean Pedalling?" he asked, "Don't you have pictures of Chris Hoy or Vicky Pendelton." I put it in the wine!” she says. I was getting lost in the sensations. She dropped to her back, her knees leading the way, and she slid under my axe. The once hazy vision became more lucid, as it drifted into the doorway and slid into the seat. I assured them he was fine and thanked them both for being concerned with another part of our family. Your penis responds normally - faster than most.