‘You put on that shirt” was a my only clue. Milf sex It wandered up, sliding across her skin, caressing as in rose slowly up under her shirt. She’ll be all alone now.” She continued, her smile growing as she reveled her plan. Her punishment for my audacity didn’t keep her from eagerly sucking out and swallowing every last drop of my cum. She might have even done it right here, sitting in my chair. As she pulled me into her mouth, she continued speaking, my dick feeling her mouth forming the words around it, “i…couldn’t…stand…it…every…question…made…me…think…of…your…cock…covering…her…and…me…licking…it…up.”
Nervous that our absence would soon become suspicious, but feeling the need to excise this demon devouring me, I grabbed Rach’s head, and asking “you want this?” pulled her head forcefully, driving myself deep into her mouth.
