Her breasts were equipped with delicate and sensitive spikes protruding into space. He sucked one in his mouth again and stroked the other with his hand. Lily moaned, scratching her cousin's back and enjoying the cuddling with the boy she had once known, liked, and lost so quickly. The hand left her hair and slid down her back. She squeezed his dick and tested his strength. It excited her even more. He tickled her tongue with his tongue, and then, although she originally pressed her legs convulsively together, he stroked her tongue at the beginning of the comma. Lily didn't even know how, and her legs were apart. The hot tongue crawled among the wet flakes, causing tingling in her lower abdomen. It was like cuddling with an ex or herself, but much, much stronger. She could hear her moaning, she could feel her body bending and reaching for her tongue, but her consciousness was somewhere else…