AGORA HILLS(JENLISA)

𝘾𝙮𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙨𝙢: ¿Who that girl with the big strong hands?

Days later, both women decided to leave the coast to embark on new experiences that Jennie had carefully planned. Despite feeling some apprehension and perhaps a little fear of the unknown, she was determined to do everything possible to please Lisa, for whom she would do anything to make her happy.

Their stay on the yacht was more than just a getaway; it was an intense and exhilarating experience. They made sure to savor every moment together, seizing each moment to the fullest. They took over the yacht's deck, displaying themselves to those who watched and sharing their love unabashedly. Every corner of the yacht was filled with their moans, their passion, and the bond that only the two of them understood.

Although initially the prying eyes might have unsettled them, they eventually realized that, at the end of the day, what really mattered was the unique connection they shared. Jennie had pushed her own limits for love, and the experience on the yacht not only strengthened her relationship with Lisa but also left indelible memories of those sensuality-filled days.

Flashback.

"Down, bitch," ordered Lisa with the sensual authority that characterized her, making Jennie hurriedly get on her knees, instantly complying with her lover's request. Lisa's dominant attitude heightened Jennie's libido in a way she couldn't explain. "Clean me," she said as she took her phallus at the base, firmly patting the actress's cheeks. Jennie, submissive and eager to please, took a deep breath, opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue, preparing for the next instruction.

"Look how pretty you are waiting for me to use that beautiful mouth of yours," Lisa murmured. She ran her fingertips over Jennie's plump lips before plunging her cock deep inside. An involuntary moan escaped Jennie's lips at the invasion, her body arching slightly.

When Lisa withdrew her member completely, the actress took a deep breath, and without wasting time, she opened her mouth again in anticipation of what would come next. Jennie, watching her intensely, indicated to her, "Here, baby," extending her tongue suggestively.

Carefully, Lisa caressed Jennie's face, letting her fingers gently trace the line of her cheeks. Then, leaning forward, she kissed the actress's forehead tenderly. "It's my turn, princess. You already had my cock deep in your dirty pussy and you got to taste me," she said with a voice that dripped with pure and sincere sweetness.

But the pleading expression in Jennie's eyes did not go unnoticed. "But I want it," she murmured eagerly.

"Do you want it, Nini?" Lisa asked gently, savoring every moment of the girl's submission.

"Yes, please," Jennie responded fervently, her eyes shining with longing.

Lisa smiled at her, glanced up at the covered window, and then returned her gaze to the woman on her knees.

"Baby, please, go to the couch and spread your legs for me," lightness floating in her words, immersing her words in the shared seduction that enveloped the atmosphere. Jennie, with a pout, got up and obeyed Lisa's instructions to the letter. She lay back on the large couch, grabbed the bottoms of her thighs, and spread them, revealing her abused pussy filled with her own orgasm and Lisa's.

"That's how I like it, you're so good, baby, so obedient," praised the blonde with a husky voice, enjoying the sight before her.

"We can't be seen in this position," Jennie pointed out.

"What the hell does it matter?" Lisa responded, uninhibited and determined. She knelt on the couch in front of Jennie, skillfully parting her vaginal lips. Then, she spat and mixed the remnants of her own semen with her saliva, creating a mixture that dripped onto Jennie's intimacy. The obscenity of the scene only increased the excitement between them.