Yolanda is leaning against the rock I used as a seat, waiting for my next move or command, letting me spread her legs when my hands begin to caress her knees.
Moving up towards her firm and fleshy thighs, my fingers finally reach their goal, her crotch, stripping Laiara's Guard of her underwear to find a mess of fluids coming out of the soaked womanhood of this wonderful Female.
It doesn't take me even a tenth of a second to attack Yolanda's wet vagina with my lips, shamelessly using my tongue to lick the liquid released by her.
A quick glance at this Damsel's face reveals that she has her eyes completely gone, drowned in pleasure, obsessed in her own world without forgetting to cover her beautiful maroon lips, using both of her hands to make the sound of those melodic moans as contained and quiet as possible.
