Gia pursed her lips, a little irritated to have been interrupted again but she couldn’t help but smile, seeing the excitement and curiosity that now played across Lacy’s beauty, replacing the doubt and worry that had been prominent before. “Ah…” Layla moaned, biting her lip as she felt the girl latch on, her tongue almost working on instinct to swirl around and caress the sensitive nub, her cheeks caving in as she sucked hard, feeling the delightful warmth of the breast pressed to her face. Indian Sex “Can I… I mean, would you mind if…” Lacy said softly, biting her lip as the two turned to look at her, expectant. Not sure what Lacy was up to, but keen to find out, Gia slowly withdrew her cock from in between Layla’s plush lips, stroking her slick cock as she did so to ensure that every last drop she could muster was left behind in her friend’s mouth. As it began to move up over the swell of her breasts Layla reached down, knowing the girl would be too short to lift the garment entirely off over her head without the help she now offered.
