Standing on the sidelines, Roxanne oozed with desires as the s****l intensity around the room multiplied. “Let me eat this cunt for awhile,” she interrupted. “She’s bound to be a little wet slut between these legs.” Moving to her knees, Roxanne smiled, seeing the juices clinging to the succulent p***y before her face. There was not a wisp of hair on the lovely Venus mound, shaved clean and smooth. Feeling that silken skin, Roxanne admired its innocent appearance.
“Oh, my, she’s very ready everywhere,” the aroused slut noticed. Her tongue began its way around the girl’s nether lips as she parted Diandra’s legs and buried her face in the musty damp fragrance. The bound girl squirmed on Roxanne’s face, her own looking blank and flushed, deep in the midst of pleasure. “She’s got a fountain h
