As I watched, Erica sat her wine-glass down and stood beside the chaise. Milf sex Her skill at fellatio is beyond incredible. She extended her tongue and caressed my scrotum softly before raising again to the tip. She made a swallowing action and could feel the contraction of her throat tighten against me. “I have to pee,” Erica said, making her way into the master-bathroom. My eyes had been closed as I came, and I now opened them to watch as she ran her tongue over her lips and sexily pulled my semen into her mouth and swallowed before lowering to kiss away the remnants of cum still glistening on the head of my prick. A cold gin and tonic awaited me on the ledge of our cabana bar, as Bob Marley’s soft voice and rhythm tempered the ambiance delectably. That way, we’ll all be in play.”
“Somebody fucking pinch me,” I thought, standing to move closer to the action.
