hidden voyeur spy cam masturbation Of course, I was worried, but still with a firm step I went straight to the chair.
Lenka immediately reacted to my approach by moving to the edge of the chair, freeing me a seat, and again threw one leg over the armrest.
“Come on, sit down, rather, look at the screen – such a cool moment!” – Lena told me in a slightly muffled tone, without taking her finger out of the recording while continuing her work.
I walked over and sank down side by side in a chair.

The moment on the TV was really cool, and quite frank, but I was not really interested in this, but what was happening nearby.
Lena was watching TV, continuing to pull her clit.
After two or three minutes, she again turned to me (but these minutes stretched for me almost forever).
– Do you like? – M-yes.
– I muttered.
– If you want, Gene, do not be shy – you can also masturbate (Yes, yes, she just said so – “masturbate too”!, In such a modest, innocent voice!) – Come on.
I.
Better help you – I could finally squeeze out.
– Come on! – she agreed calmly.
– And I tell you!

She threw a leg over my knee, and began to hand unbutton my pants. latina webcam masturbation
My heart beat fast.
I stroked Lenka a little bit on my leg, gradually getting higher and higher, at that time she was already putting her hand under my pants.
Finally, my palm was at Lenka between my legs.
I stroked her pubis and ran my fingers along the crack.
The crack was already hot and wet.
At this time, the gentle fingers of the girl had already touched my tense cock under his underpants, and began to pull him out.
And now she has completely freed my dick, and began to stroke his trunk with his palm.
I gradually began to get my finger between her genital lips.
Lena began to pull at my head, and I felt for a small, but swollen clit in the upper part of the perineum, and also began to pull at it.
Suddenly she pulled her pelvis to the beat of my finger.
“Great,” she said.
On TV at that moment, the love scene was over, but now we didn’t care.
We continued to sit in the chair, I gradually got to Lenochka vagina, and plunged into one finger.

It turned out that she was still a girl, to which I was quite surprised! I instinctively began to act more cautiously.
But she suddenly asked me.
“Hurry up!”, And began to sit herself forward on my finger.
In this case, she now squeezed my penis in the cam, and drove up and down on it, speeding up the pace.
I now barely restrained myself not to splash too early, so that the pleasure could continue.
“I wonder,” I thought to myself, “who taught her that way if she was still a girl?” In the end, I could not resist and said bluntly.
“Wait a little bit, stop it, but now I’ll sprinkle it.”
She obediently stopped driving a hand over my penis, but just kept on holding it in her hand.
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