His tongue and stud, his finger inside me were doing things my cunt had never had before. Max was an attractive man a suave, confident sixty-year old man, a sexual rake with silver hair. Milf sex You know your turn on is my turn on. And the pleasure from that stud on his tongue was amazing. A look of sexual ecstasy on my face as I climaxed, a huge noisy orgasm, my body shaking before I squirted for Max and Roger. Pinching his nipples. “Tell me what you want Sarah?,” he asked, poking and wriggling his tongue at me, showing me the large stud on it, as I watched him remove his shirt, admiring the tight leather slacks he was wearing. Less than a week later my man Roger was almost as excited as I was when Max arrived at eight. Lots of it.
