Milf’s Sluttiest Dress

After our date I saw her every few weeks, as she had become part of our circle of friends. XXNX “Bring me water, Jacks!” Jacks, not Josh. I crawled up to her head and opened her mouth. I knew that I would never get a chance like this with her again and that I needed to touch her ass. I had to stop a couple of times and put her body against a wall to get some rest. I could only get in the head of my cock until the resistance was too big, so pulled it out and in again. Then dressed her properly again. I could feel her squeezing my dick with every stroke. Yet, not a single moan escaped her mouth. Picture time.

Milf’s Sluttiest Dress