I took off my shirt and propped her up on her knees so that her face was in the pillow, ass in the air and legs spread wide. Milf sex Read 32298 times |
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I get in the car and get on the highway. She moaned softly in her doze and I could feel her pushing her ass instinctively toward me. “Thank you…..soooo much,” she manages to slur. I grabbed her shoulder to prevent her from falling, but she promptly went limp. She’s much drunker than I thought, and much thinner than I remember, though her breasts haven’t suffered, she certainly isn’t bothering to hide them anymore. She was REALLY holding back with me. She ran her hand up and down between her crack. I buried my face into her crotch, giving myself to the sweaty, salty, heavy taste of her pussy and the smell of saliva on her crack. No keys on the path, along the path, next to the door, or, as
