|
"You had a fucking ton of cum left in you! You could have drowned me had I tried swallowing all that!" My orgasm was subsiding, but she continued milking my cock of whatever cum I still had remaining. She just licked the precum off my cock and went about rubbing it on her other nipple. My tongue licked, flicked and slithered inside Barb's cunt to the same lustful tune that was being played on the organ that was so wonderfully being stroked and strummed as passion took over and the room became a blur of erotic emotions, sounds and an intensity that became almost surreal here inside "The Room". I fingered her in rhythm to the same lovingly soft stroking that tongues and lips were dancing upon the surface of my incredibly hard swollen shaft.This is the fourth chapter in a true story that happened to me about five years ago. Mature Ass pictures of mature women
. She pushed me back on the sofa and just hoped on my erection and rode it forever it felt like. Soon she stretched out and soaked her self in the morning sun. We talk very little on the drive, mesmerized by the falling snow as it lights up in our headlights. "What's going on?" I did ask them then somewhat bewilderedly. He comes first, groaning loudly, his legs kicking out from under us, and as he slows his fucking I feel the throbbing of his cock and the thickness of his cum filling me up. Mature Ass Looking me straight in the eye, she calmly reached behind her back, untied her bikini top, and tossed it across the patio! Soon her bottoms followed suit, and I was faced by a naked woman. I knew I am wide open like this and that he is mesmerized by the shape of my cunt lips, the smell of my wetness. I licked them with each swing past and she just about screamed. mature fuck gallery
. That did not take more than a few hard strokes and we both exploded in unison. mature woman phone sex
. I soon found a pot of coffee, and a plate of toast, waiting on the kitchen table, apparently Betty had been busy while I was in the shower. Mature Ass He sits down in a wingback chair, absolutely focused on me, the two wineglasses still in his hands.
|
|
story