They’d have to strip-search me. Juices flowed out of me, soaking my panties. Anal sex I couldn’t resist Rhea’s spasming pussy. “I love your hair,” Catalina said. Her silky bush caressed my face as she squirmed. “That my life was over.”
“But it wasn’t,” Adelia said. “And these nipples. “Okay, shoes off and on the scales.” She licked her lips. I gasped, my pussy clenching. As the bliss bathed my mind, her juices bathed my face. “Oh, I need it.”
I whimpered as she slid her spasming pussy up my cock, her depths sucking at my dick. The pleasure burned through my mind. Hot cum spurted into the married lesbian’s mouth. And the hormones. Her thick, pink petals engulfed my dick in their silky softness. I thought they were about to start fighting each other, falling to the ground and cat-fighting before me. I jammed my tongue deep into her depths, squirming around in there, rooting out every drop of my girl-jizz I could find.
