Rubbing against his manhood, Frida felt so ecstatic, as if a dream was finally coming true.
However, in the midst of her pleasure, Dilan slid his other hand down her zip and slipped it inside until he felt her black lace.
As she felt the warmth of Dilan's hand inside her trousers, she arched her back and gasped slightly.
Without hesitation Dilan parted the folds of her p***y and smiled licking his lips "You are so wet. Are you like this for me?" he teasingly insinuated
Meanwhile his fingers parted her wet folds and he turned his hands out.
Frida thought it was all over, opening her eyes suddenly, however, at that moment she could watch as Dilan brought his fingers to her mouth and savoured his fingers.
"f**k, you're delicious on the outside and on the inside" he exclaimed.
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