Do you feel better?”
Bart laughed, squeezed one of Trina’s boobs and said, “Yeah…I’m doing much better now.”
Sylvia patted his shoulder, then turned toward to the kitchen and said over her shoulder, “Well I’m starting dinner so, the two of you need to clean up….it’ll be ready in twenty minutes.”
Bart said, “No problem, hon,” and nudged Trina off his lap. XXX “Oh, yeah….yeah….keep going….I’m cumming….yeah….aaaaaahhhhh….aaaaaahhhhhh….hmmmmm….. Sylvia was running late, so sent him away to deal with it another way. As he turned to leave, Sylvia stopped him by reaching between his legs and giving his cock a gentle squeeze. She left her skirt on, but swung her leg over Bart’s hips to straddle his stiff hard-on. “Yes…yes….aaaaaahhhhhh…..aaaaaaahhhhhhh…..aaaaaahhhhhh….nice…..aaaahhhhh….aaaaahhhhh….”
He continued to suck on her stiff nipples and rock his hips beneath her, sliding his shaft in and out of her pussy until his nutsack was finally empty.
