I softly held her hips. She still held my penis, turned around, put it between her legs and pressed it upwards so that it rested along the length of her slit. I pulled my hand back and inspected the clear liquid. Not a single word. She had small breasts with light pink nipples, a flat tummy and her cooch was naked, except for a few very fine, transparent hairs. „I can’t go out like that,“ I said hopefully. Her fine hairs and soft skin felt incredibly good. „Nuh-uh!“
Then she started moving again. Leonie started making rhythmic thrusts with her crotch, increased the pressure, then threw her head back and moaned deeply. “Yes.”
“Are you alone”
“Yes.” I heard steps inside. Kneeling between her legs I examined her pussy. After just a few cycles I was ready. She knelt on the floor with her butt between her feet, her snatch was hidden between her thighs. Y-Yes.” I took off my sandals and t-shirt, Leonie wasn’t looking at me anymore, but seemed to be picking at her hair absentmindedly.
