A Reunion of Poolside Beauties

[SeptaX1]

Amandine effortlessly carried around the German mother.The powerful arms and ensare of her embrace was an eight wonder of the modern world. Even as she was of a noticeably weighty frame, it mattered little to the trained strength of the chiseled French goddess. Her drizzled hands were taken up to the mouth of the raunchy mistress, who had no hesitation to lap on the mother's product of pleasure. She looked at the Frenchwoman with a look of bewilderment at her tiring, yet heavenly orgasm, and the indulgence of her own honey.

"...such a dirty ch-..mmmh" As Amandine kissed Frederika, the German could only close her eyes and reciprocate to the wonderful sensation. Her own tongue probed in with the white-haired lady's own as her breath was completely taken away.

She could feel her body suddenly being moved around. It was captive in the firm grasp of a hungry predator and Frida felt her back planted towards the wall. Now with the feeling of a stalwart foundation behind her, Frederika's belly took on the brunt of a deviant set of rock-hard abs digging into its prey. Such a sensation set the German's heart ablaze as tits and tummies squashed into one another.

Frederika's delirium bounced twofold resulting in convulsive twitches of the shivering body. She sat her arms on top of Amandine's broad shoulders, while thick legs left the floor to wrap around the built waist. She moaned into her outlet of pleasure. Her entire body, flexing out of desperation, rubbed and humped thrashingly as toes curled from the excitement.

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Amandine's eyes could not help but glide over the exposed flesh of her lover, every instinct demanding that she explore the offered flesh. The shower water glistened across every surface, and the Frenchwoman could not help but shudder with acute need.

Frida just looked up at her, hips twitching as she felt her arousal spike under such intense scrutiny. Her eyes said what her mouth could not, her mind begging for the press of Friedrich against her.

Amandine did exactly that, causing Frida's legs to widen and then wrap tightly around her waist until she could feel the press of Friedrich's pussy against hers, the warm juices of her cunt leaking into her as their stomachs and then their breasts pressed tightly together, their lips again meeting as their tongues exchanged saliva, and the two leaving an irreparable mark on each other with their desire.

"My my. Calling me 'dirty', Frida? But aren't you the one enjoying this the most right now", Amandine huffed out between kisses. letting her grind their cunts together, the sensation alone enough to drive her to the cusp of her climax. Amandine then began grinding their pussies together, the sensation alone enough to drive her to the cusp of her climax. She held herself there, letting her moans out withoutcare, making sure that Frida knows that she belongs to her and her alone.

[SeptaX1]

It was a steaming press of the two lustful giants. Such an intimate and crushing contact of bodies was very much Frederika's kink. She could deny it, but truthfully, Amandine hit all her buttons perfectly. The German mother could fight back all she wanted, but it was hard to not simply allow the flow to continue. To climax once from years of pent up desires was not enough. It needed to be satiated with more. Her brain was left entirely muddled from the androgenous feels with her head all hot and bothered. So quickly was her mood being pacified, for the sake of getting railed once more.

Their sexes pressed and tribbed against one another. The wet entrance of Frederika's battered pelvis making out with the seasoned nectar slit of Amandine's. Those damned French and their expertises in love. The ravenette could only squeeze harder in reaction to the Fireball's flaming indulgences. Milky warm fluid continued secreting down her breasts, planting white patches on the Frenchwoman's firm pair. Slender legs locked and squeezed on a waist, flailing arms felt up her wet and solid back, and the kiss grew even deeper.

Moreover, the grinding grew faster. Frederika found a pleasurable pace to feel her body quivering and losing to the sexual desire. She humped, rubbed, and humped again. Amandine could take on all of it, which enabled her to vent all of these neglected sentiments.

"Ich liebe dich..." She whispered in a labored breath.

[NoChill27]

Amandine continued to grind her german lover with wild abandon. Their loud moans echoed throughout the shower, practically screaming out their desires. Hard muscles slapped against soft curves, each impact reverberating with a loud 'slap'. A strained wince escaping from the Frenchwoman's mouth. She was getting close.

Her dripping wet snatch began rubbing up to Frederika's snatch even harder, the Frenchwoman squirming weakly before her lover. Her eyes locked onto Frida's face, the black-haired beauty's hips rocking tandem with hers.

Frida's chest in particular began rapidly lactating once again, covering her chest with the life essence.
Perhaps it was the fact they had been going in it for a while, but the sight of Frida's lactating breast bouncing with every movement she made was just fucking hot that Amandine's immediately let out a loud moan and cummed at the sight.

But just before she fell onto the floor, Amandine immediately wrapped her lips around of one of Frida's stiff nipples. Amandine ravenously drank the milk, groping the udder to make more to come out. She continued to suck on her lover's chest, gulping as much of her milk as possible until her Frida was utterly drained

[SeptaX1]

The mother's round bosom jiggled violently as she tried to convulse and bash against the pleasure brought onto her entire body. So hot and euphoric Frederika felt her face flush and cry. She struggled and squeezed against Amandine who railed her with the same passionate intensity. Every muscle in the German giant's body tightened and fought against the ensnaring force of the French aphrodite's form. This indelible debauched disposition inevitably shift in the lasting gears of pleasure. Both Amandine and Frederika's nude prodding crotches blew out in white sticky nectar. Its dramatic expulsion subsequently forced Frida's body, albeit at a slower descent due to the physical presence of the sculpted woman. As the ravenette's contents continued to drip, Amandine's mouth quickly came to ravage and feed on the flood of lacteal flow.

"Ohhhh mmnghhn..!!"

Frederika's voluptous udder freely fizzled out to the Frenchwoman's oral pleasure. By the time her buttocks touched the shower floor, she was bound to black out from all this intense fucking. Consciousness fluttered in and out like camera lens. The sheer intensity and indescribably charged sensation simply knocked out the dark-haired matriarch in a flash. Tremors remained in the exasperated yet soft breathy and tender moans that escape Frederika's lips.

One arm effortlessly spread out onto the floor as another gently caressed the silver scalp of the titan whom had eagerly pounded her pelvis into sensual oblivion. The hand tenderly patted against the once well-kempt locks of the elegant figure. A tall mother rested against the tiled wall and lulled into a sombre decadent beauty.

[NoChill27]

The steamy shower had been an oasis of pleasure, the water droplets clinging to Amandine and Frida's entwined bodies. As the echoes of their shared passion lingered in the air, Amandine marveled at the beauty of Frida, her German lover. Their bodies had danced in harmony, reaching a crescendo of pleasure that momentarily overwhelmed Frida. Not to mention, how their bodies are covered in their respective lovejuices.In that moment, Amandine felt the weight of her lover in her arms, the aftermath of their intimacy leaving Frida in a state of blissful exhaustion. Amandine briefly turn back on the showers, cleaning both of their bodies of any remainsnof their love making. Just because you were having sex, doesn't proper hygiene can’t be upholded

Gently carrying Frida from the shower to the resort bedrooms, Amandine sensed the warmth that still resonated between them. Laying Frida on the soft sheets, she observed the peaceful fatigue etched on her lover's face. Amandine, too, felt the pleasant weariness from their lovemaking, a satisfying tiredness that mirrored the depth of their connection.

Sitting by the bedside, Amandine's fingers traced the contours of Frida's skin, silently celebrating their shared moments of intimacy. Through her own tiredness, a mix of satisfaction and adoration for the woman before her, Amandine couldn't help but smile. The room would held the sweet fragrance of their passion in the next day, but for now Amandine is satisfied with the gentle smell of the scented candles illuminating the room.

The French beauty would then climb onto Frida's body, slowly crawling ontonot before resting on top of her sleeping form. She pressed a lingering kiss on Frida's forehead, as she whispered, "Bonne nuit, mon amour," embracing the tranquil moment and eagerly anticipating the renewed vigor that rested promised to bring. Snuggling her head on Frida chest as makeshift pillows, Amandine finally let Hypnos claim her.

The resort's serenity enveloped them, becoming the soul witness to the tender love between two souls deeply entwined.


Fin~