She dropped the washcloth, and allowed her hand to trace down her stomach, past her not bald pubic area, and as she parted her swollen pussy lips with her fingers, she realized how wet she had become. She felt it was best to avoid any close contact with Jack until she showered off the smell of pussy she knew she reeked of. Milf sex Am I a pervert?” “Well”, said Jack, “If you are, you’re my little pervert.” By this time, Jack was becoming rock hard, and with his crotch almost at eye level with Gail, he lowered the front of his shorts allowing his cock to spring out almost slapping Gail in the face. Jack yelled in from the kitchen, “Are you ok?” “Yes,” she shot back, “Just dropped the shampoo…” Staring at herself in the mirror, nothing was registering in her mind. Her cunt was throbbing for more attention, she smelled like a whore, and her husband’s cock was dripping cum onto her stomach.
