You just need to get used to it.”
“I know,” she whispers. Milf sex “Whose fault is that?” she laughs, pulling me in for another hot embrace. It only gets darker. I frown at her. I edge myself out and then force myself in a bit more, and she bites down on her lip and moans out as I force another few inches into her love tunnel. “That was so wrong,” she says, as my cum starts to trickle down her inner thighs. “Why do you want to know?” I then ask. And then I hit the barrier of her innocence, and I stopped at the entrance to the promise land. “Well what?”
“I want a boy to have sex with me, Charlie, and I want it to be you.”
“No!” I yell at her. She has big caerulean blue eyes and she is lightly freckled across her now blushing cheeks as she realises I am actually looking at her. I push up her nightgown and move down her body, planting soft, warm kisses across the taut surface of
