I decide after blowing lightly on her clitoris to change position. I release those knees, get up, take her by the hand and help me with this statement. She follows nothing to say. Once up she tries to stick to me to kiss me. I slip away in an elegant movement and install him on the sofa on my knees, elbows resting on the backrest. Standing behind her I contemplate her back and her butt. She, abandoned, she crosses her hands and puts it head on. I stroke her back and go down on her buttocks that I caress insistently. I kneel down to have access to that pussy and are ass. My hands go down on these thighs and go up pretending to scratch them. I feel thrills. Once on those buttocks. I push them aside to gain access to her little hole and that pussy. I stick my mouth on that pussy and start to search her with my tongue. I literally devour her clitoris and her lips. I go up I go down, push to return my tongue to the deepest. I can feel it getting more and more wet. It flows harder and harder. Her pussy no longer opposes muscle resistance to my tongue. I tilt my mouth more, so as not to lose a drop. I love to lick it and swallow this nectar. I remove these buttocks as much as possible and go back to their small holes. She begins to move in all directions. It goes up little by little. One of my hand is activated on his clit, while my tongue swirls on this little washer. My tongue continues to force entry. I lick it and saliva to moisten its little hole. My mouth goes down on that pussy without my hand letting go of its clit on which I inflict calculated tortures. My other hand begins to stroke his washer to collect my saliva. I start to insert a finger and rotate it slowly. A second comes to join him. The more I inflict this treatment on him, the more his breath accelerates.She begins to utter little shrill cries. From the movement of the sofa, I guess those hands clasped the backrest. She moves back and forth. With a very sha ...

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