Full Reviews: JENNY HEART brought one hand to her breast, and continued fondling, while her other hand cupped her hot mound. The wetness on her panties was covering the back of her hand, and she lightly dipped a finger between the lips of her wet cunt, trailing it up to circle her clit. She brought her finger down again, this time pressing it between the lips further, coating it in her cunt juice. She took the finger from underneath her panties and up to her mouth, where she tentatively licked her wet finger with her tongue. Finding the taste to be agreeable, she slid her finger between her ips, and licked and sucked at all her tangy juices. Breathing a little heavier, she immediately returned her hand to her pussy, rubbing harder along the slit of her sopping cunt.
As she touched herself, she could not hear the faint rustling of Peter rising from his bed. Suffering from the same bout of insomnia, he went downstairs with the intention of watching some television. As he came int the living room, he could see a faint glow emanating from the computer room down the hall.
"Must be Gwen," he thought.