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Meridiana could only let herself be dragged by the waves of pleasure.

Her male circled her clit and teased it with little taps that made her thrust her hips forward.

She craved more, a maddening itch deep inside her pussy as Rousse devoured her.

“Deeper… my male inside…” she gasped between ragged breaths.

When Rousse’s fingers spread her open so filthily, exposing that tight little hole, Meridiana shuddered all over.

The anticipation was torture, her vaginal muscles already clenching, but nothing prepared her for the delicious penetration.

First came Rousse’s tongue, flexible and wet, fucking her deep, in and out, slurping up her horny fluids.

Then came a finger, and she started pushing herself against his face.

The old table rattled under the desperate movements of her ass.

She moved by instinct, chasing the pleasure of his finger thrusts.

The pressure in her belly built higher and higher, her release was near, and hearing her male breathing like an overheated bull wasn’t he