Hope's body was trembling against her; his chest rising and sinking with heavy breaths, his heart beating like a war drum in her ear. He tried to form words, but never managed it further than a few syllables before his voice echoed with yet another blissful, eager, excited moan in Vanilles ear. She was absurdly proud of it; huddled close unto him, her skirt pulled up and his pants unbuttoned, she was the one servicing him but he'd been the one whispering 'Please, please, Vanille..!" before she'd started not only using her silken soft lips to tease his glans with, but her tongue. From that point on, he'd slowly but surely become a trembling, sexually infatuated mess, and she loved every heartbeat of it. Her own body was almost forgotten, Hope's trembling, throbbing cock taking the full measure of her attention - and well, her lips, and tongue - while her fingertips almost automatically played with her glistening wet lower lips, parting her labias with her index finger, making her own thighs tremble and a high-pitched moan escape her lips against Hope's cocks as she slid her digit over her clit..
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