This was the time of my life, I thought. Milf sex “You sure? I pulled him inside. I was antsy, waiting for Andreas to come. It came. “Oh, that feels nice,” I said. Andreas licked it tentatively. “I’m coming, Ari, I’m coming!” he said, though not too loud. “It’s wet enough,” I said. “Where in Palo Alto?” I pinched myself. I prayed that Gram and Gramps were still asleep. NO wonder his english was perfect. I waved back and crept silently down the stairs and opened the screen door of the porch. It came. It was two thirty before ANdreas finally left. This was the time of my life, I thought. Bee was a sound sleeper. “Make it come.” He was going faster and faster. Just the right length. “Not all girls bleed.” He pushed on. The next day, I was thinking about sex. He let his lips travel down, caressing my breats, my stomach, before reaching my considerably dripping pussy.
