Wat doen je vingers met mijn poesje?

• 00:01
• 00:07
• 00:14
• 00:20
• 00:27
• 00:33
• 00:40
• 00:46
• 00:53
• 00:59

Your eyes say you want to do it with your own hands. But you're waiting for me to start the lovemaking first. I approach you slowly. Your gaze follows my every move. I unbutton your shirt, run my fingers over your breasts. Gently running my tongue over your nipples. I can feel you trembling. And I don't stop. I reach down, unbuckle your belt. My hand slides inside your pants and finds him. My fingers gently squeeze... I hear your soft moans.... Our game goes farther and farther...