Clara slowly came to her senses. Milf porn There was a loud squelching sound as the metal tentacle speedily withdrew from Clara’s pussy. “Nnnnnnrgh…nrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh…yessssssss!” Amy hissed in pleasure, her pussy spurting like a cum fountain. Face it, Clara- we’re on our own.”
Amy’s words echoed through the cavernous industrial chamber. The two captive girls said nothing to each other. Clara felt her nipples grow hard and her knees start to tremble, and she knew it would soon be time. She still remembered their final night together, when he had kissed her so romantically, and she had opened her legs for him, gladly taking his huge black rod into her. Or had it? It was a larger chamber, more darkly lit than any room so far, with a pair of giant fans at either end. It didn’t take long for Amy and Clara to fall soundly asleep. “Clara, Clara!” Amy called out. She gasped softly as cool air brushed against her skin. What am I wearing?” Amy squirmed uncomfortably in her seat. “It’s moving, Amy!
