Mademoiselle Groped By Stranger In A Train

Lena started shuffling down the bed still straddling Amélie, leaving small little butterfly kisses against the woman's cool smooth skin, taking the duvet with her as she moved, exposing them both to the cool night air of their room. “What are you-...” Amélie started, but gasped, her hands digging into the sheets as she felt the blushing warmth of Lena’s cheek press through the fabric of the slim boxers she wore against her sleeping cock. Lena ran her hands up Amélie’s thighs as she nestled her body down between the assassin's legs, quietly slipping off her black panties, her own legs kicking back and forth slowly, restless and eager. Slowly and heart fluttering in anticipation, she slid one hand up Amélie’s boxers, her lips kissing against the sleeping member through the fabric as her fingers traced up and closed around the soft cool shaft of her cock. Amélie shuddered a little as the hot fingers closed around her cold member, biting her lip as she felt it twitch gently in the girl's delicate grip, her words coming out a little shaky, her breath noticeably quickened, “A-ah, mon trésor, that feels so good… Please…” “Please what, love?” Lena all but moaned as she again pressed the soft warmth of her lips to the thick bulge of Amélie’s shorts. Amélie breathed hard and looked down into the darkness where she knew Lena was doubtless looking back up at her, she could almost see the girls expression, lustful and eager. This wasn’t going at all like she had planned, she swallowed, “Please, more…” Lena couldn’t help but to blush crimson in the dark, feeling an odd sense of control over Amélie as she was begged for more. For a moment she looked back on the memories of how Widowmaker had captured her and of all their encounters and fights beforehand. An entire history of conflict, all of which now felt somehow inconsequential when compared to the beating storm in her heart. Withdrawing her hand from Amélie’s shorts Lena reached up, hooking her thumbs under the tight elastic band of her boxers to wiggle them down over Amélie’s broad hips. To assist Amélie raised her butt off the bed, neatly arching her back to allow them to be pulled down easier, exposing the soft length of her cock which rested against one thigh. Lena bit her lip, having to content herself with having wiggled them down just enough to give her access, her own position between Amélie’s thighs blocking her from getting them any lower. Eager to discover what awaited her she reached back up, her fingers closing around the thick almost spongey softness of Amélie’s cock, pointing it upwards and giving it a few slow strokes, as if testing it out. Slowly as she massaged the soft length she marvelled at its silky smoothness, her other hand sliding up Amélie’s body to rest on her stomach, more for her own support than anything else, but she soon felt Amélie’s hand find her own, fingers once more interlacing as Lena worked her length. Lena gave a soft squeeze of the fingers between her own and felt Amélie reciprocate again. Unable to stop herself from blushing and while feeling her heart hammering in her chest she leaned down, listening to Amélie release a pleasured gasp as Lena, without warning, closed her lips around the crown of Amélie’s cock, drawing it into the intense heat of her mouth where she let her tongue swirl eagerly around. Amélie moaned as pleasure engulfed the soft tip of her cock, her hand squeezing Lena’s as the other continued to grip at the bedsheets. Lena’s movements were slow and sultry, her lips travelling up and down the soft length as it began to swell, a slow process, but with the base of her shaft held in Lena’s tight grip, Amélie knew it wouldn’t be teen asian long before the girl came face to face with her japanese full size. Lena gave herself wholly over to the activity of tending to Amélie’s cock, which was slow to rise in her wet eager mouth, though she wasn’t surprised by its sluggishness, likely a side effect of Amélie’s slowed heart rate she thought, doubling down on her efforts. Amélie arched her back and breathed hard, working her hips up and down in eager little motions as Lena’s hot mouth slid up and down her length, drawing forth pleasure and lust beyond what Amélie could recall ever feeling. Lena pressed her hand down around Amélie’s shaft, holding her cock between thumb and forefinger at the base, no longer gripping it with her fist, freeing up more of her now almost-hard length for Lena’s eager lips and tongue to explore and enjoy. Feeling Amélie squeeze her hand Lena knew the effect she was having on her, her lips travelling down further, letting the cock press deeper into her mouth where her tongue met it with an eager swirl and lap. Lena settled into a steady rhythm, her plush lips gliding up and down the steely length of Amélie’s spit-shined cock, the woman's moans mixing in with the lewd wet noises Lena’s mouth made as she sucked, rotating her head this way and that as she bobbed up and down. “A-ah, oh my, deeper Lena, please…” Amélie whispered softly, her voice laden with lust as she moved her hand from the bedsheets to the back of Lena’s head, gripping her gently and guiding her pace and depth, elements of control Lena seemed all too happy to relinquish. Amélie chewed on her lip as she tugged the girls head further public down onto her cock, feeling a firmness bump against the sensitive crown of her head, matched by a light ‘gluck!’ noise from Lena’s throat as it pressed against the back of her mouth. Arching her back and guiding Lena’s held hand up to cup and squeeze at her cool breast she continued to direct amateur Lena’s head up and down, marveling at how the girl continued to suck at her hard length even as Amélie moved her faster and faster, the pleasure radiating through Amélie’s body like nothing she had felt before. Lena blushed crimson as she let Amélie guide her head, struggling not to gag as the eager woman continually bumped the dark mushroom tip of her cock against the back of Lena’s throat, something she tried to relax, eager to feel every inch of Amélie’s frankly impressively sized length within her. “R-relax your throat…” Amélie panted softly, biting her lip as she put more movement into the gyration of her hips, altering what had started as a slow intimate blowjob into more of a face-fucking. Lena let out a childish little groan, trying to convey her message of ‘what do you think I’m trying to do?’, but it was lost in the increasingly wet noises emanating from her mouth and throat, lines of her spit and Amélie’s pre travelling down her slick shaft and over her smooth heavy balls to soak into the bed sheets beneath them. After a few more long deep thrusts into Lena’s hot receptive mouth, Amélie began to worry she was overdoing it, using the girl too hard and pushing her further than she might want. Reluctantly, she pulled Lena up and off her cock, the girl letting out a loud gasp, her breath hot against Amélie’s skin as she whimpered cutely, catching her breath and letting out a couple of light coughs. “W-why’d you stop?” Lena asked, resting her flushed cheek on Amélie’s thigh, kissing her steely wet length as she waited for a response. “I thought I was being too rough…” Amélie said gently and felt Lena eagerly squeeze her breast, enticing another moan from Amélie’s pursed lips as Lena let out a soft breathy giggle, speaking with a cute edge to her voice. “Maybe I like a little roughhousing love...” She teased and quickly felt Amélie’s fingers grip her hair just tight enough for it to hurt a little, tight enough to make Lena moan in response. Amélie felt a fresh surge of lust within her at the girl's moans, there were more layers to this girl than she had possibly thought. “Maybe I want to be a little rough with you…” Amélie teased back, pulling Lena up by the hair until she lay on top, her lips catching Lena’s in a quick kiss, tasting herself on Lena’s tongue as their bare bodies pressed together, Lena squirming gently to feel every inch of Amélie’s body caressing against hers. Lena kissed across Amélie’s jaw and nibbled briefly at her ear, her voice coming out in a breathy whisper, highlighted by a warm, cheeky tone, “Oh yeah? She was breathing hard, sweat was running down between her breasts. Only matched by her desperate panting breaths. she giggled and said Daddy you did a good job. I serve the master and attend to the guest as needed. It was encompassing my sexy son. I wonder whether that's accidental or not. "No!" Antoine said, louder than he intended. It was Beverly and Bernie waved her in. When she ended her call she made introductions. Young, but professional, well-spoken, mature amateur and I must say, very well put together. Have you changed your mind?” Rosa offered to leave and come back later, but Karen teen insisted Rosa stay and finish her housekeeping chores. Please don't do public this, I can't do this!" Part of me wondered whether I should have broken off the embrace so she wouldn’t feel awkward in the morning realizing her arms were around me, but I wanted to see what she would do if she did wake up like this. "No...Angel!" And to prove it she climbed on top of me and made me suffer the most intense pleasure she could inflict on me for a good half hour. asian She didn't seem to notice, too busy texting on her phone. Then buried his japanese tongue in it. The faerie could counter it too easily. We continued to do this over the next few minutes, going deep into her hole faster than the load ticking of the clock beside her bed. 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