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Amélie bit her lip, looking down at Lena, noting the vibrant blush across her cheeks and the girl's mixed expression, seemingly somehow finding so much pleasure in having her throat brutally used for Amélie’s pleasure. “I’m, ah, going to, Ah! Cum, Lena…” Amélie panted, her accent Hardcore bleeding into her voice stronger than usual, her breath quickening, a rare occurrence for her as the warmth of her own blush touched her cheeks. Lena whimpered in acknowledgement, feeling the length pushed deep into the hot tight confines of her throat harden and become steely, each vein distinct against her lips and tongue as the cock was repeatedly anal forced down her throat. Amélie closed her eyes and tilted her head back, the slapping sounds of her body slamming into the girl's face again and again echoing throughout the tight humid confines of the shower. She could feel her pleasure inevitably mounting towards her climax, something she longed for, something she desperately needed. She bit her lip, “A-ah, Lena!!” Lena groaned and gagged around the thick length as Amélie sheathed herself to the hilt inside her pet’s throat, feeling the girl's nose and chin pressing to her groin, the girl's lips wrapped tight around the root of her pulsing length. Lena couldn’t taste anything aside from her own spit, but she felt a distinct liquid heat spreading down her throat and into her stomach, a sure fire sign that Amélie was draining her balls deep into Lena’s body without so much as letting her cum grace Lena’s tongue. Amélie gasped and moaned as she felt her heavy nuts unload their gift into the lean girl, feeling her throat constrict around her length each time a fresh burst blowjob of thick hot seed was deposited directly into her stomach. Lena made a wet choking noise, one of her hands between her own thighs, fingers working deep within herself even as her other hand patted Amélie’s thigh, trying to get her to give up, her face turning red as a lack of air made her begin to feel weak in the legs. Amélie looked down through slitted eyes at Lena, her eyes open and red, streaks of water from the shower rolling down her cheeks, she could see the desperation in her eyes, but also the desire. After several excruciatingly long seconds, Amélie felt the last of her cum pulse from her thick cock down the girl's throat and, with a slow long moan she slowly began to withdraw herself from the increasingly muted Lena. As the length pulled free from the girl's throat she let out a sudden gasp, air rushing into her lungs as she pulled in as much as she could, feeling the sticky hot tip of Amélie’s cock as it dragged itself lazily across her tongue, letting her taste the remnants of what she had been fed before it was pulled entirely from her lips. As soon as the tip was freed from between her lips Lena’s head fell forward, both her hands moving to the tiled floor beneath her to support her, the water running past her splayed fingers in little rivulets as it made for the drain. Amélie felt her breath slow, her cock beginning to soften to rest between her thighs as she leaned back against the wall, watching as Lena recovered from the none to gentle experience. “Are… Are you okay?” Amélie asked softly, her breathy voice edged with concern. Lena nodded a couple of times as she coughed, moving back to sit down, her back to the shower wall, giving her sore knees a chance to rest as she panted hard, her buxom chest rising and falling quickly as she recovered, “Y-yeah love, I just… I just need a moment...” Amélie bit her lip, feeling more than a little guilty for her roughness now her pleasure had subsided into a warm afterglow. “Er, sorry I was so rough…” She said lightly and was surprised to see a small, subtle smile on Lena’s puffy lips as she looked back up at her. “It’s okay,” Lena bit her lip as she pushed herself to stand, the rivulets of water cascading over her face washing away the spit to leave her looking surprisingly fresh-faced, though her eyes were noticeably red around the corners. “That was…” Lena started, taking Amélie’s offered hand to pull herself up, finding herself suddenly almost nose to nose with the purple-skinned goddess, Lena blushed, “. ..So good… I… I think I came too.” Amélie blinked, taken aback, “I… Really?” Lena looked up at her with wide, sparkling eyes and nodded firmly, “Really love… That was just… I hope we can cumshot do it again soon, please?” Amélie nodded and couldn’t help Blowjobs but smile, leaning forward and finding Lena’s lips with her own, enjoying the slightly different feel from Lena’s softer, plusher lips, ever so slightly swollen from their duties. Lena kissed her back with hunger, her entire body pressing tight to the slightly taller Amélie, the woman's breasts resting just atop of her own as their tongues mingled together. I needed for some reason to see what Papa found so exciting. She rolls over on her knees in front of the couch and bends over me with her tits hanging by my balls while holding my dick in both hands. Some other girl would be a Blowjobs different thing. “Gods,” I panted, my dick so hard in my leather pants, bulging it. At the same time I felt someone between my legs I heard Terry say “now it is my turn.” I had forgotten about Terry. Somehow that cumshot same cock was pushing deep into Chanell's luscious blowjob body, the familiar expression of passion and sluttiness on her face. I loved Bella so much and my heart was filled with love for her. “This way, I get to learn all about you without risking making you mad at me in the real world!” I got Hardcore a little hard when she placed her hand on my thigh and spoke those soft anal tempting words. Kim released the water flow. “I'm not dying.” "What do you mean, Rose?" “I'm almost there,” I moaned. He watched as she went into kitchen, her seductively swaying hips told him she was not wearing a panty and a wet patch that she was horny.