Immortal Desire
He sat back on the couch, still holding the little bunny on her lap, and continued to slurp her juices.
“We've never tried that,” Latina muttered, clenching her fists. She turned her head to the other lady and her jaw dropped.
The taller woman was shoving her fingers inside her, pulling and pushing them at a rapid pace while squatting on the marbled floor. Her other hand was busy massaging her average breast. She looked helpless doing it alone, but it filled her face with pleasure so Latina gave her credits for that. “I haven't tried that one too but I don't feel like doing the same thing,” Latina said, embarrassed.