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“S-sorry, I got a little… Ah…” Amélie started, looking down over the sensuous curves of her own body, then across the primally thick cock to Lena’s face and the expression worn beneath, through the coughing and the saliva, to a spark deep within that Amélie could swear was pure lust. “Please…” Lena panted, her breath hot against the underside of Amélie’s sensitive shaft, “More…” Surprised, Amélie moved her hand to Lena’s cheek and felt the girl press herself eagerly into her palm, her gaze looking up at her with a hunger that Amélie was suddenly keen to feed. Hooking her thumb between Lena’s searching lips she led her back to the tip of her glistening cock, letting her suck on it for a moment before, with Amélie’s fingers once more laced through her hair, she began her lewd conquest anew. Gripping the girl's head tightly she worked her hips forward with a renewed lust, desperate to experience all that Lena was seemingly willing to give. She let out a soft moan as she felt the heat once against surround the sensitive inches of her length, pressing ever deeper until the girl once again began to choke and gag, persisting until she felt her balls pressing against Lena’s chin. “Oooh Lena…” Amélie gasped, chewing her lip as she looked down, her amber gaze radiating affection and lust as she began to buck her hips, holding the girl's head in place as she began to not to gently fuck her face. Each sawing movement of her broad hips was welcomed by Lena’s hot tight throat, squeezing and massaging, her slender neck visibly bulging as it took Amélie as deep as it could. Lena whimpered desperately between the lewd wet noises that escaped her lips and nose, drawing in every scarce breath Amélie offered her with a desperate big need, always finding herself left wanting for more. Amélie lost herself to the incredibly hot sensations surrounding and massaging her cock, the pleasure immense as each thrust of her hips drove her length down Lena’s throat, her balls slapping against the girl's chin with a mounting ferocity as the pleasure within her built and built. She could feel Lena’s hands on her dark thighs, caressing and squeezing, her nails occasionally biting into the strong flesh when she was left particularly starved of oxygen, a pleading sign for Amélie to let up, a direction she was increasingly less keen to follow. “Oooh fuck Lena, take that cock, putain…” Amélie moaned out loudly, listening to the beautifully sensual mix of her divine classical music and Lena’s lewd wet choking gags. Lena could feel Amélie’s grip on her hair tighten as she became less and less forgiving, fucking Lena’s face like her mouth and throat were toys at her disposal to use as she pleased. Lena couldn’t deny the pain, her throat aching and sore, her lips and nose battered from the pounding of Amélie’s body, the sharp sting of her hair being pulled so hard for so long. But at the same time she couldn’t deny the pleasure, her mind was a white space of desire and lust, her pussy on fire between her thighs as she was used for Amélie’s pleasure. She couldn’t explain it, why this worked so well for her, but she found herself rubbing her thighs together, eeking out what little pleasure she could from the experience. Amélie bit her lip, looking down at Lena, noting the vibrant blush across her cheeks and the girl's mixed expression, seemingly somehow finding so much pleasure in having her throat adorable brutally used for Amélie’s pleasure. “I’m, ah, going to, Ah! Cum, Lena…” Amélie panted, her accent bleeding into her voice stronger than usual, her breath quickening, a rare occurrence for her as the warmth of her own blush touched her cheeks. Lena whimpered in acknowledgement, feeling the length pushed deep into the hot tight confines of her throat harden and become steely, each vein distinct against her lips and tongue as the cock was repeatedly forced down her throat. Amélie closed her eyes and tilted her head back, the slapping sounds of her body slamming into the girl's face again and again echoing throughout the tight humid confines of the shower. She could feel her pleasure inevitably mounting towards her climax, something she longed for, something she desperately needed. She bit her lip, “A-ah, Lena!!” Lena groaned and gagged around the thick length as Amélie sheathed herself to the hilt inside her pet’s throat, feeling the girl's nose and chin pressing to her groin, the girl's lips wrapped tight around the root of her pulsing length. Lena couldn’t taste anything aside from her own spit, but she felt a distinct liquid heat spreading down her throat and into her stomach, a sure fire sign that Amélie was draining her balls deep into Lena’s body without so amateur much as letting her cum grace Lena’s tongue. Amélie gasped and moaned as she felt her heavy nuts unload their gift into the lean girl, feeling her throat constrict around her length each juicy time a fresh burst of thick hot seed was deposited directly into her stomach. Lena made a wet choking noise, one of her hands between her own thighs, fingers working deep within herself even as her other hand patted Amélie’s thigh, trying to get her to give up, her face turning red as a lack of air made her begin to feel weak in the legs. Amélie looked down through slitted eyes at Lena, her eyes open and red, hooker streaks of water from the shower rolling down her cheeks, she could see the desperation in her eyes, but also the desire. After several excruciatingly long seconds, Amélie felt the last of her cum pulse from her thick cock down the girl's throat and, with a slow long moan she slowly began to withdraw herself from the increasingly muted Lena. As the length pulled free from the girl's throat she let out a sudden gasp, air rushing into her lungs as she pulled in as much as she could, feeling the sticky hot tip of Amélie’s cock as it dragged itself lazily across her tongue, letting her taste the remnants of what she had been fed before it was pulled entirely from her lips. As soon as the tip was freed from between her lips Lena’s head fell forward, both her hands moving to the tiled floor beneath her to support her, the water running past her splayed fingers cutie in little rivulets as it made for the drain. Her mouth is open, a dribble of spit falling from the corners. 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