Not to be left behind, Lana picked up her pace, too, hammering her hand against her p***y as her finger drove into the depths of her cunt. She then abandoned her c**t-stretching, and instead pushed down hard on it, burying it back within the envelope of her clamshell p***y, and grinding on it with fast side to side motions.
With a good supply of pre-c*m having drooled down my d**k, I wrapped all of my fingers around it, and as my eyes flicked back and forth between my wife's p***y and Lana's, I began to jerk off like I really meant it.
As I watched Lana's hands flying-one quickly strumming her c**t and the other slapping into her p***y and driving a finger in and out of her cunt-I saw the glistening folds of her p***y lips suddenly become sopping wet as her cunt erupted, flooding the spr
