I thought I recognized the figure, but she kept her head down, watching her feet while she was line dancing. Milf sex To my thinking, I would have loved to seen what her natural red pubic hair looked like… but her bald cunt looked luscious. Where’re you sitting?”
I led her off the hardwood and to my table. As my own butt began clinching, priming the pump for my flow of warm cum, she squealed, “Eeeee!! I remember thinking, “Leo’s such a fucking dumbass; he has this absolutely, luscious woman and takes off to Europe without her. I decided when I saw you at Dusty’s Place that there’s nobody else I can have an affair with and not have to worry about somebody falling in luuuuuv… or squealing to my husband… or will treat me better than anybody else in the world. A few steps later, it was time to clap your hands and do a quarter turn, which put us side-by-side.
