Delia, Being a Voyeur

At some point, Monica had already turned around and squatted down. Currently, she was sucking Johnson's big meat stick.

And she kept producing humming noises in the meantime.

"Hmmm… uhhh…"

Johnson enjoyed the service of this beauty in front of him. With one hand on Monica's hair, he reached down with his other hand and fondled her chest..

Monica's chest was huge, probably a D cup. It totally overflowed if one tried to hold it with a hand.

Moreover, what Johnson liked the most was that although Monica's chest was very big, they were very perky. There was no obvious downward drooping at all.

Slowly, Johnson turned from one hand to using both hands.

His two hands brazenly fondled Monica's chest non-stop. Occasionally, when he squeezed, Monica would let out a painful moan.

However, this pain made Monica even more excited. The speed at which she sucked his meat stick became even faster.

At the corner of the stairs, Delia saw this, and her cheeks immediately turned red.

"These two fellows clearly said that they wanted to cook, yet they actually started to do such things."

Delia couldn't help but grumble, but her breath could not help but quicken.

Because her little hand was already touching the entrance of her little cave again.

She shivered when her cold fingers touched the warm soft flesh down below.

But this feeling that she had never experienced before made her completely fall head over heels for it.

Was this the joy of sex?

Delia couldn't help but think to herself.

She did not dare to insert her fingers into the small hole and could only gently stroke the entrance.

However, this was no different from scratching an itch through one's shoe. It would not solve any problem at all.

During the process, her palm accidentally brushed across her sensitive button.

This joly of pleasure immediately made her body tremble. Her legs went weak and she knelt on the ground on the spot.

Her cave felt as thought it had also become even hotter, as if a lot of water was flowing out of it.

Delia realized that she had touched something she shouldn't have.

However, after struggling for a while, she couldn't help but move her fingers and gently touch it again.

"Ah!!!!!!"

The pleasure was so intense that Delia couldn't help but utter a soft cry.

However, she immediately covered her mouth with her left hand to prevent herself from making any sound.

She didn't want Johnson to hear her make such a lascivious sound.

If Johnson had heard her, he would probably have walked over with his big meat stick and stuck it into her little hole.

At that time….

Delia hurriedly shook her head, wondering why she couldn't help but begin to fantasize.

She took a deep breath and realized.

If Johnson did as she had thought….

She probably would not even try to resist…

She could not help but rub her button more at this thought.

It was different from the gentle touch just now. This time, it was thoroughly rubbed.

An intense feeling of pleasure spread through Delia's entire body, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.

The juices in her cave kept flowing out.

Since she was kneeling, her ankle was already wet from all the juices.

But she could not help it!

That was because this sort of pleasure was too intoxicating.

She had not had sex with a man in her 20 years of life, nor had she masturbated. She had not even seen a porn video!

The woman who had never had anything sexual in the past twenty years finally had a taste of it.

Her little cave were frantically sending signals to her.

She wanted a man!

She wanted a meat stick!

She wanted to be happy, comfortable, and satisfied!!!

She even felt a strong urge in her heart at this moment.

She felt like taking Monica's place to enjoy the "happiness" Johnson was showering on her.

At this moment, Monica suddenly bobbed her head crazily.

As for Johnson, he gasped loudly.

The next moment, a large amount of white liquid flowed out from the corner of Monica's mouth.

Johnson slowly pulled out the meat stick and suddenly glanced over.

Delia hadn't expected Johnson to look at her, and at this moment, their four eyes made contact.

Startled, Delia pulled her head back.

What should she do? He seemed to have discovered her!

It was a shameful thing for her to peek at someone else having sex and be discovered.

Delia quickly took a few deep breaths and smoothed her hand over her chest, trying to calm her pounding heart.

But this touch brought pleasure from her chest area.

Delia's breathing caught, and she hurriedly moved her hand away. She used a bottle of mineral water to wash her face and body, allowing herself to quickly regain her composure.

When the cold water touched her skin, it was indeed very effective in restoring her calmness.

Very quickly, Delia's breathing calmed down, and her heartbeat returned to normal.

She carefully peeked below.

Luckily, Johnson didn't come over.

The two of them had started cooking properly now.

Delia quickly showered, dressed, and hid the panties that were soaked with her own juices.

This underwear must not be discovered by Johnson.

Absolutely not!