Blondie’s Shame: Her Voice is My Plaything to Command

From Gwen’s grunting to Helen’s moans and my grunting and the shaking and shifting of the bed, we were lost in our passion. I found her lips to be as soft and silky as Helen’s and as we began to explore each others mouths she moaned, as much as from my attention as from Helen’s attention to her neck. Vxxx “ No, but he will be very happy”. It feels like the softest hair I have ever felt. “ In the back” she said just as I found the carefully hidden zipper. I smiled back and suddenly had the urge to kiss her. At this Gwen pulled back enough to scoot down and take my nipple into her mouth.