That didn’t matter anymore. Suddenly, I felt another sensation. Milf sex I planned to tease her just a little and take things slowly, but again she took control. Her pussy juice mingled with our saliva as she caressed the back of my neck, while I felt my cheeks still wet with her juices. That didn’t matter anymore. Her cunt hair was shorter than mine – it was trimmed to about half an inch in length. This time, it was my turn to make her lose herself in pleasure, and I could see that as badly as she wanted me, the idea made her a bit apprehensive. I moaned. Bullshit. I was transfixed by her. I felt the prickles of her trimmed hair as I ran my tongue down her pubic mound. She’s perfect as I remember her. Her pale blue eyes shone in the lights of the club as I complemented her.
