He obliged, sliding his penis into
me so quickly and with such force that we both gasped. His hands found my breasts
and squeezed them while he pounded me with everything he
had. Milf porn And we get together.”
He smiled. Suddenly he pulled
out of my mouth. Then
he handed me the paper gown and said, “Cathy [his
nurse] had to leave early on personal business. “Sounds like a plan.” He touched
my cheek and gently kissed my mouth. Or so I thought… I’ve always been a sucker for Italian men,
and he’s the epitome of the type: thick black hair,
deep brown eyes, athletic body. Asking me to lay down, he lifted the gown over my stomach
and rubbed my torso in search of abnormalities. (“Nothing
wrong here”, he said huskily.) Then he sat at the end
of the table and took first my left then my right foot in his
hands, caressing each gently, then softly placing it into
a stirrup.
