“Is that all? “Yes, I know. Milf sex You didn’t have me as Beth, and I’m sorry.”
I laughed out loud, almost enjoying the irony. She was being so forward that I started to worry that she was a hooker herself, but there was something rather sincere about her playfulness, and I gave in to the fantasy that she just liked me and put the thought out of my mind. “Mmm, sounds yummy. “That’s right. “No, not that, silly,” Desiree cooed, as if knowing what I was thinking. Dump your muck into my filthy butt, Jay. “Come inside me, baby. Finally we rinsed off and toweled off. Her raven-black hair fell in great sweeps about her neck and framed her lovely face. She landed on the bed, sobbing. She continued to rock her hips against my still-hard phallus. “Yes, Momma wants your hot cum in her filthy butt.”
If I hadn’t been swept away by perhaps one of my most amazing orgasms, I might have been creeped out by her dirty talk.
