“Yes… Yes! “Cum with me, baby! Milf sex Tomorrow night the ladies from Gert’s country club are having their annual charity affair here.”
“You mean a bunch of rich old biddies hang out in the Hush Money?”
“Not exactly. She took a few steps back into the bar. “Gurl, you look like one of them skinny models in the catalogues. Here are my keys. She is always looking for help and I’m sure can get you some time there.”
“This will be great. His tongue trailed across her shivering abdomen to her sweaty, come covered mons. In the center of the floor was a pool table with a long faux Tiffany light suspended by chains above it. Is she a thong type of woman?”
“Amigo, it don’t matter! At right angles to the booths was a pool cue rack. Now make your bitch pregnant!”
Todd’s smile turned into a snarl as he tightly gripped Gert’s thrusting ass.
