Liz realized how stifling it was inside hut. XXX The chief’s hands moved to the neckline of Julie’s t-shirt. On each side, a native was holding a large wooden bowl. “I’m CUMMMIIINNNGGG.”
The native could feel the moisture of Liz’s orgasmic fluids against her knee. The woman grabbed Liz’s upper arms to hold her still. This was all too much for the captive scientist. The chief’s index finger followed the trail, starting at the top of Julie’s pussy, she traced down between the cunt lips to Julie’s ass hole. “Ah, ah, ah … OOOHhhh, AAAHHHH,” Julie moaned as the chief flicked and teased the love button with her strong and agile tongue. The woman’s gaze was superior, controlling and lustful. The chief’s hands moved to the neckline of Julie’s t-shirt.
