I took short and fast breaths as I continued to play with myself. Milf sex My hand slipped in between my legs for a split second, adjusting my shorts and brushing over my mount ever so lightly. I was soaked, horny and just wanted to be filled up. I love it when he calls me a ‘good girl’. I looked up to check the camera. As soon as my shirt was off I felt the cold air brush against my skin, leaving slight goosebumps along my arms. He must’ve noticed as I heard him chuckle. He hadn’t messaged me yet. It was hard to push my fingers in deeper, brushing over the soft little nub inside of me. There I sat, on my knees, completely undressed. He hadn’t messaged me yet. I took a deep breath, watching how he zipped up his pants before he got up from his seat and started gathering his phone and keys.
