“You guys, I’m loving this so much,” Ally is almost singing out about her pleasure, feeling the dizzying effects of four hands pushing all of her buttons. “I’ll wash my own face, because that would be awkward,” she mutters, making with some gel and vigorously cleansing her face before baby-stepping under the water.
“I want your front, Tracy,” Karen declares, jumping to the opportunity, “Mainly because I haven’t touched someone’s p***y in almost an hour. That’s too long in my book.” She laughs in soft wickedness.
They all laugh.
Karen attacks Tracy’s ample breasts first, rapidly spreading gel all over those glorious mounds of woman flesh, then slowly begins to knead the flesh into suds. Showing tribute in the way she caresses them, she firmly pushes the breasts up from beneath, letting t
