It is whining beneath them and we didn’t care. She tasted of soap and sperm, and every time I dragged my tongue down closer to her pussy, I taste her wetness. Mature sex ” Was I now?” ” A good whore.” ” Hm. Sleep…” I plunge two fingers deep in between her lips in a breathless laugh. My balls are slapping her pussy making noise, I’m grunting and my hands are leaving marks. She feels like the whore I said she is. Her ass is wobbling between my hands, her hole is stretched to a limit and her clit is so sensitive a single stroke makes her orgasm. The pulse in my neck is going crazy. I pull back out a little, letting my cock slip until only the head is held securely and I then push forward again, feeling my cock’s veins being rubbed, filling me with warmth. Her wriggling only made me hornier; the way she struggles around me is rubbing, sucking and tugging at me at the same
