She then grabbed my head, with the insistence to make me understand that she wanted an intimate caress of the mouth, lips and tongue. I did so willingly, taking all the time necessary to let it rise in her, and with her, a pleasure that I now felt coming from deep within herself, I passed behind her, in order to better take advantage of my position to offer him cunnilingus and a languid rimming that I had at that time very keen to offer him, and also to better take advantage of his image in the mirror.Feeling me start to search her, suck, suck, breathe her two holes which smelled good a mixture of oriental perfume and musky flavor of abundant wet, she took her magnificent breasts out of their cage, and began to jiggle slowly to the rhythm of her caresses, synchronized with my licks. I saw from time to time in the mirror her generous breasts dangling to the rhythm of our lambada.Of course, my excitement, although calmed down earlier, was also returning, my reborn cudgel was the witness. Feeling his desire increase, and despite the position of my mouth, I managed all the same to pour out again the words which, I now knew, were helping him in the rise of his pleasure:- Go ahead, little bitch, jerk off well while I make you pussy, do you feel my tongue sticking your pussy and ass? I bugger you, I lick you, I fuck you, yes… it's good… let go of your cum in my mouth, I swallow you, I feel you… Her movements amplifying, she was now crushing her pussy, clitoris and ass with one hand, and, stepping back to admire it better, I saw in the mirror a real horny slut masturbating wildly, panting, her heavy breasts dangling in all directions. She pulled away as much as possible, pulling one of her lips hard as the other hand pressed roughly on her button. She began to belch harsh words, too, like:- It's too good, I'm a big slut, a slut who loves cock, I like to jerk off hard, I tremble, I go, I enjoy, aaaaaaaaaaah ... A huge vibration floored her, pinning her on the spot like a man who enjoys, for several tens of seconds it was nothing more than a body animated by convulsions, and then, little by little, regained his senses, sat down on the ground, mixing our lace in voluptuous screeching.- It's better ! She said to me, still searching for her breath. Excuse me, you'll take me for a bitch, but the atmosphere, seeing you like that, and yet I had sworn not to cheat on my boyfriend!She was trying to justify herself, but in fact, she had been taken, like me, by an irresistible desire to live these magical moments to the end. I reassured her, explaining to her, what she understood very well, the progress of my reverie on entering this shop, and the fact that nothing, in what had happened, was premeditated, neither on m ...

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