Obediently positioning herself where her lover was, she inquires, “Doesn’t James need to rest or something?”
Jillian looks down across Lacey’s perky and alert breasts, past her perfectly flat belly and to the divide of the woman’s hips complete with an angelic tuft of silky pubic hair, spying James who is about to penetrate her, saying, “Apparently not, little lady. Hope you’re ready,” and she takes the opportunity to feel her deliciously alert n*****s.
“You don’t know just how ready I am for this,” Lacey gasps as James deftly glides deep inside her. “I am so hot, so hungry for this to happen.” She reaches up with both hands to pull him into a kiss.
Jillian intercepts, using her own lips, “If you must kiss anyone, then kiss me, baby.”
And Lacey does, with full on tongue in Jillian’s mo
