Marcella’s pov She had left me in charge. Now I was in charge, I didn’t know what to do, I looked at everyone and their prying eyes fixed on me, what was I going to do? It was much easier when I was with just her, but with all these ladies eyes fixed on me, high on expectations. What could be my next move? It was like she saw the worry in my eyes and pulled me into her arms. “Bodies… she reminded me” “Bodies…. I repeated after her”. I didn’t look at anyone else, she was all that mattered, with my eyes fixed on her, I leaned in closer just for a kiss, a soft kiss to begin my arts and to perfect my crafts, the roaming hands continued. I let my mouth find its way gently, moving down to honey pot, I loved the way her body swayed at the feel of each kiss, when I got down there, it was still sleek from our action. Warm, flushed and trembling beneath me. Her wet clit poking out of her pussy, shiny so pink and wet with my cream, begging for more, I wanted to give it to her, but why so
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