I looked over at Heather and sat next to her, striking up a conversation. Mature sex She kissed me on the cheek, and got up. It’s just, well, every answer I knew, when we—you know—“
“Fucked.”
“Yeah, when we did, every answer I wrote down, the hornier I got. The girls in the group weren’t as hot as Heather, but they all were magnificent. Thanks.” I blushed. By the end of the question section, my pants were ready to blow up. Chris!”
I was caught staring. My slacks barely secured my throbbing cock. I did quicker, deeper thrust, feeling her pussy cling around my dick harder and harder, until she came, groaning in my ear. Chris. We embraced in a kiss, as my hands got caught in her red-brown hair, as she unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. The world slowed down as I watched her walk over to the fridge to get a juice. “You want anything?
