After a few more long deep thrusts into Lena’s hot receptive mouth, Amélie began to worry she was overdoing it, using the girl too hard and pushing her further than she might want. Xxx “Ha, cheers love,” Lena said, a little victorious smirk on her lips. “You never really learn do you, love?” Came a saccharine voice, almost a whisper in her ear. “Welcome home, mon amour.” Came a far too familiar voice, the rich French accent soft and unconcerned. She felt a doubt creep into her. She lay, without opening her eyes, as the memories of the day before seeped in through the retreating dreams. Amélie let out a dry little chuckle and reached out, running her slender fingers through Lena’s short brown hair, “Oh I think you will, I hope you will…” she whispered as she leaned in, “Though I suppose it does not
