Asian Lesbian Encounter

We got into a routine of her coming over, and we would just chill out watching Netflix. “Oh, fuck..! But I couldn’t take advantage of you like that. But why are you here?”
“Is this a bad time, daddy? Then she wiggled her ass back, nestling against my crotch. She rocked her hips as I climaxed and teased her clit with her fingers. I almost cursed, but instead of an asshole, it was Nia. Her touch felt so fucking smooth, like being gripped by velvet. “Yes. “Cum… I tried my damndest to not look down. I didn’t know where to put my arms. But instead, I forced myself to slow down, to savour the moment. I think maybe twenty minutes had passed, with me focusing on my breathing and hoping I’d fall asleep soon, before Nia stirred. How wrong I was. And then, one day, it happened.

Asian Lesbian Encounter

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