After a minute or so she began to calm, Greta enjoying her last few writhing movements and groans. Mehmet certainly wasn’t and as he drank in her delicate features he could no longer stop himself. XXX Though used to being treated as an object, she was still startled when Greta gripped her face, pinching and pulling her cheek as if hoping to find something amiss then grabbing her breasts as if inspecting them for some unknown sign. If she knew what was coming, though, she would have despaired even more. The sunlight streaming through the window made her blonde hair into a halo as she stopped at the desk. It was more than a day since she’d last cum, grinding her snatch into the big-titted cunt’s face, and combined with the skill of her slave’s new tongue, Greta had squirted more than she had for a very long time.
