Small rivulets of her juices were running down the insides of Casey’s thighs, and when Gus stepped behind her with his pants down around his knees, she never let go of his huge erection, but held on and guided its tip to her sopping-wet entrance. And God, was she tight… Mature sex ‘Up there,’ and Gus pointed to what appeared to be a row of large mirrors on the first floor, ‘are the viewing rooms.’ He smiled at the young woman’s frown. And after waiting a few more seconds and still not receiving any objection or a moving-away, stroked his middle-finger softly up and down the valley between her cheeks.
