Lesbian tongue dance


lesbo tongue lashing
I could feel the climax building. Then I started thinking about
Ellen again. I replayed in my mind the beautiful sight of her running
across the beach. Her tits bouncing in front of her. Her smooth thighs
moving back and forth. I imagined her mouth and her pussy, the feel of
her ass. I could hold back no longer. My right hand moved back to the
top of my pussy, my left was still inside. Both moved of their own
free will: the right hand in quick circles, the left in deep thrusts.
The climax came and I barely choked back a scream. I felt more waiting
and I kept up my movements. I came a number of times again. It took me
fifteen minutes to recover my self enough that I could go take a
shower.