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| This is both fun and torture. My fingers now slide between your soaking, puffy, cunt lips, as I slowly rub up and down, occasionally fondling the hard nub of your engorged clit with slow, small circles, I can feel your juices start to flow from your cunt. Thank God, the coffee and dessert is over. You zip me up as I remove my fingers from your soaking girl pussy. We excuse ourselves, saying we're going to get some fresh air. I can smell the sexy aroma of your cunt juice on my fingers and raise my fingers for you to lick them clean of your juice. You suck on my fingers with eagerness as if they were my cock. We almost break up laughing before leaving the dining room and mounting the carpeted stairway to the deck, leaving our dinner companions totally unaware of our sex play. | ||
| When we reach the deck and girl pussy into the open, balmy air, we girl pussy laugh our asses off at our antics. The cooling breeze feels so good, making your nipples harden under the thin material of the dress, and they stand out like buttons. We hold each other tightly, progressing along the railing, kissing occasionally, and with me caressing your firm, round arse outside your panties, with my hand under your skirt, gently slipping my eager fingers between your round, soft arse cheeks to feel your little rosebud. At times, I press my finger home and feel girl pussy the resistance at your puckered hole, ease enough to permit my finger to slide in up to girl pussy the knuckle, making you gasp with pleasure. Gradually, a few more couples venture up on girl pussy deck, so we walk along the narrow side. I find a ladder that is well hidden, along the side, with a small alcove underneath. | ||
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