By the time I got back into the bedroom she was upstairs with the rest of the family. Milf sex “Oh god that’s so good, don’t ever stop!” I didn’t want to, but my cock was straining so hard against my trousers that it was getting uncomfortable. “Did you mean what you said earlier?”
“When?” I replied. “I love the feeling of it running down my legs,” she said, showing me her pussy, my cream oozing from between the lips. I’ll certainly always remember our family holiday together. Parting, we laughed at ourselves – as bad as horny teenagers sneaking away from the parents for illicit sex. I rolled onto my side to watch more closely. “Yeah, I guess, but they’re our parents!”
“I think it’s great that they still do it. Calming down, the pressure on my ears eased as she relaxed her leg muscles, and I put my head up from between her legs, my chin covered in her juices.
