I slowly rose from the floor and looked down at my right hand; it was slippery from the lubrication and from her menstrual fluids. Milf sex “You sick fuck,” she gasped, standing at the door, “that’s the nastiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen anybody do in my life.”
Taken aback, I jerked my hands out of the sink when I heard her voice so near. It was clearer now than ever that there was nothing after this. I went back and forth, with the pressure from her clamped jaws bringing me ever closer to ejaculation. I slowly rose from the floor and looked down at my right hand; it was slippery from the lubrication and from her menstrual fluids. A slight grin parted her lips as blood from my punctured penis drooled out of her mouth. We didn’t fuck that night or the next.
