He whispered in my ear. Milf sex He brought his hands from under my skirt and then unbuttoned and untied my shirt. I quietly reached to my discarded bra, found the falsies and put them in the French bra to fill it out. He thrust deeply, his body rocked and spasmed as he came in giant spurts deep in my boy cunt. The security chief took the bra and panty set from the guard, sent her on her way, and closed the door, leaving the two of us alone. My cock was fully erect and hard. Johnson grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me so that I swung around and now faced away from him. His teeth sunk into my earlobe. Johnson’s gaze and with the camera recording me. “Oh, Daddy, please make me your pretty baby.”
Mr. It hurt, but as soon as he did it, my own cock popped straight up again, sticking out from the front of my thong. A little rouge on my cheeks completes the pretty, feminine picture.
