He strokes my legs, his hand creeping up under my ever-so conservative preppy skirt. Milf sex He opens the blue hold all he has with him and places it on the chair next to me. I’m lulled to a daze, wanting nothing more than this man to touch me for ever. He takes the thing out of my arse and shows me. I hate this. I’m bent over a table facing a mirror. I pull away. I give in. His cock is like a hard rod driving deep inside me. He withdraws from me, his creamy white cum dripping down my legs already. He draws me towards him and hugs me tight. I receive a slap for that. Well relatively anyway. Each time the huge object in my arse is thrust further in I exhale streams of cloudy white smoke. He takes the cigarette from me and hands me a new one. I feel something wet around my tiny, puckered arsehole.
