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Lena bit her lip, having to content herself with having wiggled them down just enough to give her access, her own position between Amélie’s thighs blocking her from getting them hentai any lower. Eager to discover what awaited her she reached back up, her fingers closing around the thick almost spongey softness of Amélie’s cock, pointing it upwards and giving it a few slow strokes, as if testing it out. Slowly as she massaged the soft length she marvelled at its silky smoothness, her other hand sliding up Amélie’s body to rest on her stomach, more for her own support than anything else, but she soon felt Amélie’s hand find her own, fingers once more interlacing as Lena worked her length. Lena gave a soft squeeze of the fingers between her own and felt Amélie reciprocate again. Unable to stop herself from blushing and while feeling her heart hammering in her chest she leaned down, listening to Amélie release a pleasured gasp as Lena, without warning, closed her lips around the crown of Amélie’s cock, drawing it into the intense heat of her mouth where she let her tongue swirl eagerly around. Amélie moaned as pleasure engulfed the soft tip of her cock, her hand squeezing Lena’s as the other continued to grip at the bedsheets. Lena’s movements were slow and sultry, her lips travelling up and down the soft length as it began to swell, a slow process, but with the base of her shaft held in Lena’s tight grip, Amélie knew it wouldn’t be long before the girl came face to face with her full size. Lena gave herself wholly over to the activity of tending to Amélie’s cock, which was slow to rise in her wet eager mouth, though she wasn’t surprised by its sluggishness, likely a side effect of Amélie’s slowed heart rate she thought, doubling down on her efforts. Amélie arched her back and breathed hard, working her hips up and down in eager little motions as Lena’s hot mouth slid up and down her length, drawing forth pleasure and lust beyond what Amélie could recall ever feeling. Lena pressed her hand down around Amélie’s shaft, holding her cock between thumb and forefinger at the base, no longer gripping it with her fist, freeing up more of her now almost-hard length for Lena’s eager lips and tongue to explore and enjoy. Feeling Amélie squeeze her hand Lena knew the effect she was having on her, her lips travelling down further, letting the cock press deeper into her mouth where her tongue met it with an eager swirl and lap. 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Arching her back and guiding Lena’s held hand up to cup and squeeze at her cool breast she continued to direct Lena’s head up and down, marveling at how the girl continued to suck at her hard length even as Amélie moved her faster and faster, the pleasure radiating through Amélie’s body like nothing she had felt before. Lena blushed crimson as she let Amélie guide her head, struggling not to gag as the eager woman continually bumped the dark mushroom tip of her cock against the back of Lena’s throat, something she tried to relax, eager to feel every inch of Amélie’s frankly impressively sized length within her. “R-relax your throat…” Amélie panted softly, biting her lip as she put more movement into the gyration of her hips, altering what had started as a slow intimate blowjob into more of a face-fucking. She squats down, spreading her legs wide. "I'm not understanding Toman." 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