Telling me that I deserved to be fucked to the max. Milf sex I had no choice but to let the overflow dribble out onto his cock. I was begging him not to stop, and kept telling him that I loved having my boobs getting a rough work over. I had my 28th birthday that week. As sore as they already were, it felt great to have him groping them again. It couldn’t be, and it wasn’t his finger sneaking its way deeper into my ass. The same house he had grown up in. As I did, he told me that he wanted me masturbate for him. I took the bottle and poured a generous amount out onto his cock. He asked if I ever fanaticized about being fucked by more than one cock at a time. Even his bathroom was neat and clean. His room was big and cozy. I was swallowing as fast as I could, but I couldn’t keep up.
