Aftermath

Lucille was still puffing as Penny fell into a slumber. Leila dropped her strap and smirked, lifting Penny into her arms. “Look at that!” She said, spreading Penny’s legs. “Shaved, nice!” “Tastes nice too!” Lucille smirked as she finally regained her breath. Leila gently lowered her down, rolling her on her belly. “Look at that perfection you just ploughed. You took her in the ass. I can see you like it!” she noted, pussy juices were dripping out of the strap. “Would you like a taste?” asked Lucille. “Maybe later. First…” she paused to pick up the strap-on “please bend over for me.” “Seriously Leila, no. That’s gay!” “What do you think lesbians are, Lucy dear?” “We can sixty nine, but no strap!” “Then for now, we do that! Drop your strap, please.” “Why don’t you…..OHHHHHHH!”

Luke was writhing as Leila got to her. Head as a girl was amazing. She was struggling to keep consciousness.