Steamy Diaries
I moaned, my head falling back as the dual sensations of their tongues sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
After what felt like an eternity, I stepped off my human footstools, my feet tingling from the massage. I snapped my fingers, and one of the girls, a petite Asian with a body like a dancer, scurried over to the recliner in the corner of the room. She lay down upside down, her head dangling over the edge, her long black hair pooling on the floor.
I sat down on her face, feeling her nose press against my asshole as her tongue snaked out to lap at my hole. Her tits, small and pert, acted as a cushion for my lower back, the sensation strange but not unpleasant.