The heat of him and the cold of the stone hit my senses at once and I all but floated into a higher dimension. Milf sex Mine. God, this was good. He reached and snapped the chains the holding me and threw me with his other hand, his prize, onto the stone-lined bed. Hell, I wanted a fucking meal, I wanted him to let loose and take me in every which way, for who cares how long. Some innocence I’d kept up for reputation’s sake, some muzzle I’d put on myself, was evaporating into him. His member was practically hot to the touch and as he leaned into me I could feel its weight press against the junction of my thighs. He picked me up in one fluid motion, pulled me up against the wall, and I felt his length slide against my pussy and legs as I moved, picking up some of the moisture and sweat on my skin.
