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Chapter 10 by Mitoosa Mitoosa

What's next?

Cleaning Up

Sophia turned Joanna so that she was on her hands and knees and began eating the woman from behind. Joanna's hands, trying to grasp the bamboo floorboards, whitened as her hands tried to dig into the wood, her knuckles straining with the effort. The air seemed to vibrate with the gentle hum of their synchronized breathing. Sophia's tongue teased Joanna's clit, sending delicate shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. Sophia's mouth enveloped Joanna's pussy, her tongue probing the tender flesh with languid strokes.

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Sophia's tongue danced across Joanna's slick folds,

Joanna's body began to shudder, her hips instinctively pushing back against Sophia's mouth.

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Sophia got up from behind Joanna and grabbed the brunettes pony tail pulling on it to make Joanna's back arch as Sophia began to use the fingers of her other hand on Joanna pussy and ass.

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Sophia's fingers slipped between Joanna's folds, she could feel the tender flesh trembling with anticipation. The ponytail, still grasped in her other hand, seemed to vibrate with Joanna's tension, and Sophia gently tugged on it, her eyes locked onto the back of Joanna's arched neck. Joanna's body seemed to melt, her back curving further, as Sophia's fingers danced across her pussy, the touch feather-light. Sophia continued to caress Joanna's body, her touch grew more fevered, more urgent.

Sophia's drove deeper into Joanna's folds, the touch sending shivers down her spine. Joanna's pupils dilated, her irises gleaming with a feral light, as she began to move her hips in rhythm with Sophia's strokes. The air was heavy with the scent of their arousal, the smell of sweat and sex hanging like a challenge between them. Sophia's grip on the ponytail tightened, her fingers bunching into a fist as she tugged gently, drawing a low moan from Joanna's lips.

The air thrummed with desire, every pant and moan like the music of their bodies. Joanna began to tremble, her skin slick with sweat, and Sophia felt a surge of desire building within her. Sophia gaze locked onto Joanna's eyes, and they shared a knowing look. They both knew what was coming, and neither of them could deny it.

69 is Devine

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