Ashley soon finished and left for work, leaving Jill and me alone. She didn’t need to ask twice, as with a shudder, I pumped everything I had into her rectum, a deluge of my seed. Milf sex Anything but that!” she begged. I came into the kitchen, where Ashley was sitting at the dinner table in her waitress uniform with a stack of pancakes in front of her. Against my planning, I had a premature orgasm from the excitement. Soon I would dream about you taking turns with us, and then I even began to imagine Ashley and I kissing and licking each other’s bodies as you used us like whores.”
Hearing her talk was putting me back in the mood. She writhed beneath me, but I held her still. Grabbing her again, I rolled her onto her back and bound her wrists with her underwear, having learned online how to use them as makeshift handcuffs. You wanted to watch your little girl get penetrated, get mounted.” I suddenly stopped, a savage grin on my face.
