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The heat was, for Amélie, the most overwhelming sensation that mingled with the pleasure. In all her time as Widowmaker her intimate encounters had been extremely limited and everything about this girl just radiated warmth, her skin, her pussy, her breath, she could even feel the girls blushing cheeks against her own as they made out. Without slowing her thrusts Amélie broke the kiss, her hands releasing Lena’s wrists, one supporting her weight as the other once again tangled in the girls brown hair, gripping it tight as their bodies met in a rhythmic clapping sound. Though Amélie was moaning and panting in pleasure, her voice was drowned out by the high pitched whimpers and gasps Lena produced, the bubbly girl unable to hold back the lust from her voice as Amélie took her, her ankles remaining locked around Amélie’s body as each thrust drove her to new heights of pleasure. No longer pinned, Lena’s hands moved around Amélie’s back, gripping and holding her, dragging her down lower so that the woman was forced to Big Boobs press her body tight to Lena’s.Lena could feel it, a pulsing deep within her that matched Amélie’s thrusts but outgrew itself every time, her own pleasure mounting faster than she had ever expected it to. “O-oh fuck! Amélie! You’re gonna make me cum!” She cried out, breathing hard as her fingernails dug into Amélie’s back just hard enough to make her moan. “A-ah, Lena, yes! Cum on my cock, you putain, cum for me!” Amélie shouted back, her voice, in her lust, heavier with her accent than usual, something about either that or the words themselves making Lena grasp her tighter, her high pitched gasps coming more and more frequently, finally joining together into a single long squeak as the girl's climax struck. Amélie didn’t slow her thrusts, in fact she intensified her assault, slamming her cock into the shaking girl time and time again, not allowing her climax to subdue and instead forcing the girl beneath her to endure it for longer and longer. Lena’s mind was a blank haze of pure pleasure and need, she needed this, she needed Amélie, she needed more. “Amélie!! Please! Please cum in me!” Lena whimpered out loudly, her arms and legs tight as she clung on desperately to her lover, hanging on for dear life, feeling each and every steely inch of Amélie’s veiny cock as it buried itself to the hilt inside her time and time again, her heavy cum-filled balls slapping against Lena’s cheeks with each thrust. Amélie couldn’t deny she could feel her pleasure rising, each solid thrust into Lena’s hot squeezing pussy pulling her closer to the inevitable edge of release that she could feel approaching. She wanted to make the moment, the experience, their first, to last forever, but she knew that wouldn’t happen, that her own climax was fast approaching, but she knew too that this was the first of many such encounters with her new, willing girlfriend, with Lena. With Tracer. She gasped out as thoughts of what could be flooded her mind and her thrusts became less controlled, shorter and deeper with more force behind them as her willpower to hold off her impending orgasm buckled, her mind instead focusing onto the now, onto drawing out as much pure ecstasy from the moment as she possibly could. She pushed herself up, widening the gap between the clingy Lena and herself just enough for her to slip a hand between them. Lena gasped, arching her back as she felt Amélie’s hand close around her throat, not squeezing or choking her, but grasping her, pinning her head and asserting dominance as Amélie’s tongue once again invaded her mouth. Lena felt her eyes roll back with pleasure as she eagerly suckled on Amélie’s tongue, her hips jerking up against her as she felt the cock within her twitch and pulse, the doggy style onset of Amélie’s powerful climax met her deep eager moans and a liquid heat pulsing deep within Lena each time Amélie crested the waves of pleasure, spending her pent-up load inside the plucky, lustful Brit. Her orgasm seemed to last forever, walls of pleasure cresting over her again and again as with each pulse she fired more and more of her thick creamy seed deep inside Lena’s hot pussy, but, it did eventually have to subside, her cock still buried deep within the girl, spending its last drops as Lena relaxed her grip, the pair of them breathing hard, utterly exhausted and completely satisfied. “A-Amélie…” Lena whispered, her voice a little hoarse as she weakly held onto the panting woman. “Y-yes?” “...Wow…” Lena panted, giggling softly, “Just… Wow…” Amélie grinned and chuckled softly as they moved in time to once more lay beside each other, this time in each other's arms, where they belonged. Lena felt like she needed a shower, or another hard fuck, but in her mind, there was really only one option. Held in Amélie’s arms, safe and secure, as they both lived in the afterglow of their lust, she felt the blanket of sleep creep upon her, drawing her down into its comforting depths where she willingly sank. It was some time later when Lena let out a quiet little whimper and stretched her arms out above her head, feeling the warmth of the duvet enveloping her as the sleepy fog of her mind began to slowly melt away. She lay, without opening her eyes, as the memories of the day before seeped in through the retreating dreams. Amélie. The woman who had conditioned her to obey her commands at a word, something that had proven to be unnecessary as the day had progressed into the evening. Still though, despite the conditioning Lena found it hard to be mad, without it, without Widowmaker’s targeted attack, she would never have really met Amélie. Just the thought of Amélie sent Lena’s heart to fluttering and, eager to be in her arms again she rolled onto her shaved side, opening her eyes and smiling, reaching out towards… Where Amélie had been. Lena’s smile slipped away as she ran a hand across the sheets where Amélie had fallen asleep, snuggled up close to her, satisfied after their lovemaking. She lay for a moment staring at the empty pillow in the dim morning light beside her, the warm colours spilling in through the cracks in the window blinds indicating it was early morning, perhaps even sunrise. Sitting up slowly Fucking she ran a hand Cumshots through her hair, pushing it up into her preferred style as she glanced around for any indication of her new lover, but saw no sign. For a moment her imagination ran a little wild. Maybe Amélie had used her, had manipulated her somehow? If only they knew about her little “celebration” she did for me. His hand was actually towards the bookshelf, But I took a step or 2 over so that I could Cumshots reach over and grab his hand and say hello. I wondered what their cocks looked like. Unfortunately with the cage only being about 3 feet square there wasn’t shaved anywhere that I could go and my dress was up round my waist when the cage started going up. Ben worked his hand further down between her legs to the point his fingertips were working doggy style to push under her against the seat of Big Boobs the booth. He was going to enjoy working here. “So you really are a soldier then.” Taking his time and reading through all the papers, Fucking Alex was even more impressed with everything he read. This time he placed her own hand over her clit. Round two was spectacular.