Ann and the HandymanChapter 72
Amanda didn't hesitate for a second. She turned around, head down between my legs, and presented me with her perfect, round smooth arse. I gazed at the wonderful sight before me. Her wet pouting pussy, pink and hairless, an almost hidden clitty, it was totally opposite to Lena's thick black forest. I spread her arse cheeks and looked at her tight pink puckered arsehole. While I stared in rapture at Amanda's crotch, I felt her tongue slither over my pussy from top to bottom and back again....