Kissing me deeply he turned me so I was leaning against the counter. Milf sex Reaching down he pulled me to my feet. I couldn’t stop myself from looking at his muscular, sweat covered body, his arms were pumped, filling the sleeves of his T-shirt, then taking a long gulp from my water bottle, I glanced up and found myself staring straight into his amused eyes. As his tongue slid along my pussy lips I moaned, throwing my head back, spreading my legs wider. My top was barely that, a tiny T-shirt cut off so that it bared my stomach and just barely covered my breasts, which were obviously not restrained by a bra. Kissing me deeply he turned me so I was leaning against the counter. Kissing me deeply he turned me so I was leaning against the counter.
