My hand rests on his thigh, and my breasts are pressed against his side. “The blackberries I presume.”
“Yes! Milf sex My jaw drops and I hear a “Shhhh!!” come from the patrons below us. We already made our mood sexy in the running car towards theater. He watches my thumb press over the front of it, while his hand begins to stroke it slowly. Placing my hand on his thigh, I lean over, whispering to him, “I love matinees. “Mmmm. … Thrill in sex will add more flavor and extra pleasure. As I ride his cock, slowing my movements, his licks become small kisses. The spasms of our body are like the tides of the ocean, rising and falling with each pump of his hips and each throb of my wet, juice covered lips. His tongue drives into my mouth. Then, taking my hand away and kissing it gently, he stands. You will fell bore reading same and same thing. He grabs my hair, and pushes my head onto the full cock.
