“Mmmmmm. Milf sex She smelled of musky femininity, and I inhaled her scent as deep as I could to savor it. “Well I meet at least one of those criteria,” she said, shaking her chest. Kristen had managed to unbuckle my belt and unbutton my pants in record time. She pulled my cock out of her mouth and she said, “Fuck that feels so good! “Anything huh?”
“Yep,” I replied reaching for my beer. Watch them bounce up and down while I ride your fat cock? “Oh my god yes!”
“Wanna see more?”
“Please,” I begged. I then felt her mouth engulf the head of my cock. Really,” I asked with shock evident in my voice. They are glorious, even when shrouded by her loses shirts that she’s forced to wear. Kristen is on the thick side. “Well, I’m a writer actually…or rather, I’m trying to become a writer.” I took a sip of my beer and continued. She straddled my soaked cock, pressing it between her lips, but not actually inside of her cunt.
