As Amari edges herself ever-closer to climax, her restlessness is audible; each kick of leg into sheet seems to express a frustration at the anticipation. I wonder if those final breaths of release are enough to settle her.
It’s more of a quick tap, tap, tap that you’ll hear, rather than a resounding slap, as Pandaroo’s hand lays a rapid-fire succession of light smacks on her pussy. Though she may be a little rougher on her lady parts than most, it’s all about the intention, and this loving technique certainly seems to work.
Gala leans against the hallway wall and as her hands wander, she slowly slides down it’s surface to rest her naked ass on the cool floor. Her ejaculate drums it’s impact against the wooden floorboards, making a temporary puddle that will be Gala’s little secret from her housemates.
After some initial hiccups with the mechanics of a toy she’s using for the first time, Hula Hooper finally settles in for a period of relaxation. Following the indulgence of devoting time to oneself, she’s reluctant to end her luxuriating sprawl and return to reality. But there’s no doubt she’ll be re-entering the real world with a smile on her lips.