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She wanted to make the moment, the experience, their first, to last forever, but she knew that wouldn’t happen, that her own climax was fast approaching, but she knew too that this was the first of many such encounters with her new, willing girlfriend, with Lena. With Tracer. She gasped out as thoughts of what could be flooded her mind and her thrusts became less controlled, shorter and deeper with more force behind them as her willpower to hold off her impending orgasm buckled, her mind instead focusing onto the now, onto drawing out as much pure ecstasy from the moment as she possibly could. She pushed herself up, widening the gap between the clingy Lena and herself just enough for her to slip a hand between them. Lena gasped, arching her back as she felt Amélie’s hand close around Cartoons her throat, not squeezing or choking her, but grasping her, pinning her head and asserting dominance as Amélie’s tongue once again invaded her mouth. Lena felt her eyes roll back with pleasure as she eagerly suckled on Amélie’s tongue, her hips jerking up against her as she felt the cock within her twitch and pulse, the onset of Amélie’s powerful climax met her deep eager moans and a liquid heat pulsing deep within Lena each time Amélie crested the waves of pleasure, spending her pent-up load inside the plucky, lustful Brit. Her orgasm seemed to last forever, walls of pleasure cresting over her again and again as with each pulse she fired more and more of her thick creamy seed deep inside Lena’s hot pussy, but, it did eventually have to subside, her cock still buried deep within the girl, spending its last drops as Lena relaxed her grip, the pair of them breathing hard, utterly exhausted and completely satisfied. “A-Amélie…” Lena whispered, her voice a little hoarse as she weakly held onto the panting woman. “Y-yes?” “...Wow…” Lena panted, giggling softly, “Just… Wow…” Amélie grinned and chuckled softly as they moved in time to once more lay beside each other, this time in each other's arms, where they belonged. Lena felt like she needed a shower, or another hard fuck, but in her mind, there was really only one option. Held in Amélie’s arms, safe and secure, as they both lived in the afterglow of their lust, she felt the blanket of sleep creep upon her, drawing her down into its comforting depths where she willingly sank. It was some time later when Lena let out a hentai quiet little whimper and stretched her arms out above her head, feeling the warmth of the duvet enveloping her as the sleepy fog of her mind began to slowly melt away. She lay, without opening her eyes, as the memories of the day before seeped in through the retreating dreams. Amélie. The woman who had conditioned her to obey her commands at a word, something that had proven to be unnecessary as the day had progressed into the evening. Still though, despite the conditioning Lena found it hard to be mad, without it, without Widowmaker’s targeted attack, she would never have really met Amélie. Just the thought of Amélie sent Lena’s heart to fluttering and, eager to be in her arms again she rolled onto her side, opening her eyes and smiling, reaching out towards… Where Amélie had been. Lena’s smile slipped away as she ran a hand across the sheets where Amélie had fallen asleep, snuggled up close to her, satisfied after their lovemaking. She lay for a moment staring at the empty pillow in the dim morning light beside her, the warm colours spilling in through the cracks in the window blinds indicating it was early morning, perhaps even sunrise. Sitting up slowly she ran a hand through her hair, pushing it up into her preferred style as she glanced around for any indication of her new lover, but saw no sign. For a moment her imagination ran a little wild. His face pressed into my shaved twat. “All of us were at the month where it was unlikely.” “Oh, no,” Zanyia groaned. The man reached for her slender neck and squeezed before pulling her up to face him again. Bonnie teased, as she left my side to go check on her sister. Show me your skill. Ever so slowly he oozed deeper and deeper inside until the widest part slid home. “That wasn’t the-” I used that thought to “get off” with most of the guys I’ve ever fucked. “Especially these moments.” She looks up at me as I reach over and start stroking her cheek with my thumb before pulling up in for a kiss. That evening we went and ate the leftovers Cartoons in the kitchen. "There's the issue, memory stick fried, wait here, I have a stack of these modules." Oh, yes, yes, love me with your cock. Is he your special guy right now?" Olivia stood before me as clear as a summer day, her black hair falling beautifully across her face. I could see the drywall dust piled beneath it, left behind by the installation. It’s not like the hurt is preventing you from enjoying it, but it just hurts too much. Performing the autopsy had done a number on him. and proceed to kiss her, it was very passionate and i started rubbing her tits through her top and ran my hand up her pussy and it was slick I kind of tensed up a bit, but she pulled then off me with no protests, then began to caress my ass. She began grinding in circles, rocking back and forth on my cock. “I don’t know, I mean I know, but it’s hentai just so stupid. "Oh God, Ms Martin, you really had an accident. You'll be with me too though." What can I do for you?" Every one of his sucks built and built the pressure inside of me. He twisted my nipple, adding jolts of rapture that shot down to my virgin pussy. She's hardworking and calls me on things when I slack off. The cock slowly began to rise as the beast became more excited.