“Really?” I said, reaching forwards. She pulled back and wrapped one hand around the base, then the other above it. Milf sex Jessica was already in the kitchen, and something smelled incredible. “Not like with…with Mike. “I…I kind of…” she stuttered. She was wearing a pair of pale blue panties, and her arousal was obvious. She wrapped her hand around the base, and about half of the shaft was left uncovered. Why did I even care so much about what she was thinking, and feeling? I spent a long time in there, thinking and planning, before I got dried off, dressed, and headed out. “Is this what you wanted? I turned on my lamp, jumping back in pain and surprise as the light burned into my eyes.
