Next thing, there was a knock on the door. Then I frantically ran back upstairs and threw myself on the bed, frantically pulling my rock hard cock out of my pants. Indian sex “I guess we better get ready for drinks” Read 53718 times |
Rated 93.6 % |
(405 votes)
Vote list (Close) :
tnshyguy69
: POSITIVE
dllwrnc
: POSITIVE
countrycadillac
: POSITIVE
Catmandue53
: POSITIVE
jerryr6
: POSITIVE
oldnerd
: POSITIVE
Immapicker
: POSITIVE
bigbear101
: POSITIVE
T. Immediately she did so, spreading her legs so I could see her wet cunt glistening. She’d seen me so clearly through the bathroom window, and had clearly heard me as I came while groaning her name – how was I going to face her?! I was so close I could clearly see the top of her black G-string poking out of her pants, curling over the top of her round bottom. God she had nice legs…and what an ass for someone in their 40’s! “How about drinks?” I asked. I paused, feeling her shudder around me, before slowly pulling out and back in again, using long, slow stroked so she felt every inch. “Like what you see?”
“Mmmm…yeah” I slowly walked around her, inspecting closely. I was only then that I realised my cock was straining hard against my pants, fully hard at the sight
