Looking over at the clock, a soft grunt of disapproval escaped her lips. Milf sex She eagerly sucked on it, bobbing her head in rythem with the hand pumping over that smooth cock attached to her own son. Yet Sara’s hands persisted, nothing to stop their assault on her body. Practically crawling away, Sara pulled her fingers from her body and sucked them clean. Already feeling a slight dampness on the front of her cotton panties, her fingers traced along the soft mound formed by her puffy lips under the thin material. Her eyes grew wide at the sight before her eyes. —–
Her eyes fluttered open as she awoke. That wet finger brushed over the nipple at its center, sending electricity through her curvy body. His body turned over and he breathed deeply, clearly still asleep. Her body spasmed and shook, eyes rolling back as a massive wave of pleasure shook her very being and exploded over the fingers crammed into her tight little pussy.
