“You okay?”
Her arms wrapped around my neck and she hugged me, cheek to cheek. Milf sex With a line like that, you could have any woman.”
I handed her my handkerchief, raised her head with my hand under her chin, and said, “As far as sweet talking you into sharing my bed, fucking your brains out and sucking your pussy so hard it could cause your skull to cave in, yeah… I want to be that man.”
She punched my shoulder and called me an old turd. I stood still, letting Tess wiggle get comfortable with my length. Slowly, I started driving in and pulling back. I slipped a finger into her hole and was surprised to find it as tight as it was. Her tiny hands literally tore hair from my head when she came the second time. I took it. I knew she was married. I want to be that man who brags on your cooking, and listens as you tell me what was wrong with it. I want to be that man who is the proudest one
