My view is cut off, as escort Milla plants her crotch on my face. Olga’s chin presses to mine a moment before I feel her tongue join mine in the fairy’s cunt. My arms slip around Brooke’s waist, and I hug her to me, as I pace myself. She feels so wonderful, wrapped around my schlong, and Ondine’s talented mouth switching from me to escorte Baia Mare heightens my enjoyment. Thankfully I’ve already gotten off once, or I wouldn’t last long.
“Ungh,” escorta Bella grunts. “Where did you learn to do that? Oh, yes. Shove your fingers into my ass, Ondine. Oh, damn, that feels good with both of you filling me up. That’s it. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Right there. . . . Oh, yes!”