Hasan and Mehmet moved quickly. She had attempted to shut it out, closing her eyes and trying desperately to pretend that none of it was happening. Anal sex But as soon as she felt the hand on the back of her head she had known what was coming, and tried to prepare herself. “How do you like Hasan, Lucy?” Greta asked, keeping the same monotonous tone, “You seemed to like him last night. Slowly she managed to fill her lungs again, still breathing deeply while Greta looked on with almost a smile on her face. He pressed his body on top of hers, his hands not moving from her sore tits, as he allowed her vagina to milk the last drops of jism out of his cock. “How do you like Hasan, Lucy?” Greta asked, keeping the same monotonous tone, “You seemed to like him last night. His pace sped up, and with it, his pleasure.
