#355295 - While Lena stood, resting on the sill, sipping her drink and turning over her own thoughts Amélie was sat at a breakfast bar, a cup of coffee at her elbow which rested on the countertop, her palm supporting her chin as her other hand lazily flicked a page on an old book, the sound of gentle classical music being interrupted eventually only by the recognisable sound of her shower starting up. Releasing the girls lip Amélie urged her hips down and inward, her length twitching and throbbing as it pressed against and between the silky hot lips of Lena’s pussy, sliding up against them a couple of times, each miss drawing a pleasured noise from them both until finally, on the third push, Amélie felt her cock find its mark, spreading Lena’s lips wide and pressing an inch or so inside her. I know.