Indian Twins Preeti and Priya Naked Strip Tease

Sombra moved her hand away from Lena’s Chronal Accelerator, which was now covered in a network of interlacing purple webs, and smirked at Lena, “Just a little trick I learned recently little chica. You’re going to crave me when I’m done with you, puta.” Lena parted her lips to speak, but before she had the chance to form naked words, Sombra had pressed a button on her glove. Lena felt out of place for a second as her Chronal Accelerator recalled her, sending her back through time just a few seconds, right back to the beginning to her climax. Lena gasped loudly and tried to push herself away from Sombra, but she was quick to grab the girl's arms, twisting their bodies and taking advantage of Lena’s weakened state to flip them both over. Laying Lena on her back, Sombra put herself between Lena’s hips and leaned forward, sheathing herself inside the latex girl’s squeezing, milking pussy, still lost to the joys of climax. Lena gasped and whimpered loudly, her arms moving to stretch out above her head, trying to find something on the headboard to grab onto as Sombra began to slam her hips forward and backwards, roughly fucking the girl. Lena felt a shiver travel all the way down her spine as, once again, her climax began to subside and ebb away. “A-ah, gods, it was too much…” Lena panted, laying limp against the bed as Sombra continued to slam into her pussy. Sombra smirked, then set the saved recall to loop. “A-aaah!!” Lena gasped, indian inhaling sharply as she felt her climax slam into her again without warning, her arms moving to wrap around Sombra’s back just for something to hold onto. Sombra laughed as Lena arched her back, the girl's mouth open wide as she panted, whimpered and gasped in desperation, every noise escaping her lips saturated with pure pleasure. Sombra grinned and looked down at Lena as she hammered into her, “You want me to stop, do you? Go on, tell me what you want. Let me hear you beg puta!” Lena whined deeply, her head thrashing from side to side, “Pleeeeease Sombra, please!” Sombra felt the satisfaction of having the girl beg her to stop rise up within her, but she wanted more, wanted to push it, “Please what you little Coño? Please, what? Beg me to stop!” She felt Lena’s legs move to cross behind her back, holding her close with both her arms and her legs as she broke down, begging and pleading, “Please be rougher! Please use meeee!” Sombra slowed for a second and pursed her lips, looking down at Lena, her corrupted Chronal Accelerator beginning another loop for the girl, “Rough? You want rough, ha! Alright. Wow, you are a little slut aren’t you chica?” Lena blushed crimson, no longer able to think of Amélie for the shame she felt at being unable to stop herself from wanting more, her mind too flooded with pleasure to allow rational thoughts to prevail over her newfound bestial needs. Sombra bit her lip and leaned in, picking her pace back up to slam her cock deep into the little Brit’s hot squeezing pussy, her hands however moving up, one resting beside Lena’s head, the other wrapping around her throat to squeeze hard enough to restrict her airflow, but not to leave a mark, distinctly aware that she was instructed not to hurt Lena at all and not wanting to deal with the fallout if she did. Lena gasped breathlessly as Sombra choked and fucked her, her mouth hanging open and her tongue lolling slightly between her lips as her face began to redden from the lack of oxygen. “A….S-....” Lena tried to speak as her body was plowed roughly by the now dominant Sombra, her heavy tits bouncing enticingly on her chest either side of her Chronal Accelerator, but with the woman's fingers wrapped around her throat, all she could manage were a series of strangled noises. “Shhh…” Sombra purred and grinned, leaning in to spit into Lena’s open mouth, eliciting a moan and a shiver of pleasure from the girl as she tried to swallow what Sombra had given her. Sombra released the girl's neck long enough to allow her to swallow the spit and draw in a fresh lungful of air, taking the opportunity to slap her across the face, sharp enough to draw her pussy attention, but not enough to leave a mark outside of a little excusable redness, making sure to hit each cheek evenly. Lena whimpered and moaned breathily, her eyes distant and unfocused as waves of pleasure continued to crash through her, her skin glistening with a sheen of sweat in the dim light of the room as Sombra’s surprisingly strong, athletic body powered into hers without giving her so much as a moment's strip respite. As she panted and worked hard, once again wrapping her fingers around the girl's slender throat, Sombra spent some time admiring her handiwork. She observed the way Lena’s lithe youthful body gyrated up to meet her own, the girl's hips seeking out Sombra’s thrusts, so lost in the throes of pleasure that she couldn’t think, couldn’t act, save for that which brought her more pleasure. Football isn't really the same without our center-back.' We can talk a lot on Monday pussy and you can always ring me in the meantime. A wave of the egg’s control pad demonstrates that obedience is in my only option. She slowly closed her fingers around the base of his shaft and drew them to the tip, gently massaging his foreskin, feeling it slide around. I says and they starts singing "The Red Flag," I ask you three uniformed cunts hammering through a thirty at sixty five in a latex scooby with the blues going and fucking singing. strip At first Sarah was a little put off but the feel of Nita’s finger on her clit was turning her on so much. “Want me indian to show you?” Sarah taunts Mike again as she licks and sucks just the tip of his erection and slides her naked thumb and middle finger along his full length, slowly increasing the pressure each time. “Really good actually; at that moment I felt like I could ask them to do anything and they would.” Making our way back to the bed, an idea crossed my mind. Margie screams really loud from the intensity of Sam's arrival. After two minutes, I got behind Mariana on the bed. Tell him what you are! Sara laughed and wrote back tomorrow night. The uniform was a white cotton dress that fastened all down the front with press-studs. Not just any demoness, the most infamous of them all! The power surged through my body.