I can still see her curly blonde head going up and down in her ex’s lap at the back of the gym when I came back with her punch, and the look of utter delight on his face. Mature sex Mom or the sales person must have mixed up the sizes. Give it to me! I wondered what he would make of the smell of sex in his room when he came back home, but I didn’t care at all. I bet you want to do all sorts of nasty things to my poor soft breasts.” Then she pulled one of her heavy tits up and tickled her hard tip with her own tongue. “I don’t want to talk about it,” I grumbled. There appeared to be quite a few black garments inside. My brain shut down for about five glorious seconds, the sensation of pumping my cum into a real woman for the first time, but quickly followed then by the shame of going off so quickly.
