There was almost nothing of it above the waist, but it didn’t feel like I was flashing acres of flesh; from the hips it draped in folds that swirled sexily when I moved, allowing most of my legs to be visible now and then in tantalising glimpses. Clarissa’s hands were slippery with her sweat and mine as she took a vice-like grip on my thighs, pushing herself down onto me and then pulling out again. Milf sex I’m not a natural blonde, but my hairdresser layers it and dyes my hair so that it looks mainly blonde with darker hints underneath. I could now see and admire her properly. I have a smooth complexion, large expressive eyes and a small mouth. I had a couple of hundred dollars put by which I decided to use, and my Mom – with a nostalgic look in her eyes – gave me two hundred more ‘to get something special’.
