I stick out my tongue at him in mock anger, but I’m actually enjoying the attention and the closeness. I shrug noncommittally. Milf sex Suddenly, he wraps both hands tightly in my hair. Brad notices and guides me over to a bale of hay where he seats me. His hands are firm against my shoulders now as he draws me down to the floor. My stomach lurches uncomfortably at the idea, but Brad is staring expectantly at me. Then, all questions are driven from my mind as he raises his mouth to meet my own. Slowly, he begins to enter me. It shows a man sitting on the edge of a bed, and a woman kneeling on the floor between his legs. A sudden thought strikes me, and I turn to Brad, eyes wide with wonder. I am breathing just as hard as he is now, and I know that I want something – I’m not sure exactly what – very badly. Sure, I had often explored my own body while I lay in the bathtub, but it hadn’t
