“But between us, I can confess here that it was me. She alternates between pressing her lips and her breasts to his mouth. Some spills out, but she does her best to gulp it all down. With auburn hair and green eyes. Or this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity will be gone forever.”
As she speaks, she quietly unzips her handbag and reaches inside. Michael watches the two women, commenting on Johanna’s efforts, “You can go deeper. “Well, then I want to feel yours too,” Franziska says, reaching out for Johanna’s breasts. Both shamelessly look up at Johanna. What did you talk about?”
She looks at Johanna with a mix of curiosity and disbelief. “There’s not as much to grab on me as there is on you.”
“Oh, stop it, your breasts are beautiful. She needs to go back up there. “Okay, okay, I told them where to look. Her hands glide over his chest. Keep licking my pussy! It doesn’t matter. “Oh my God! Tongue! Anything. “Ah, you’re back with us,” Johanna says, waving a bottle, “Look what I found at the
