Don’t!” I could see her shadow in the door frame. It was all over her face. Milf sex Of my thick, sticky, man-juice feeding into every little innocent pore on the palm of Elly’s hands. Something was awry. I came like a rocket and little Elly kept still like the perfect little trooper as I held onto the top of her head with one hand and closed my eyes. I danced my foreskin around Elly’s lips for a quick bit as cum still oozed from the tip, and managed to get some of her red lipstick smeared on it. it was so fucking cute. “And did you see the one with you in it?”
My heart yearned for this answer or reaction. “You’re sick.”
I had to say something. Get out!” I demanded. “Get out! I danced my foreskin around Elly’s lips for a quick bit as cum still oozed from the tip, and managed to get some of her red lipstick smeared on it.
