His thrust was arduous and slow. Mature sex They pulled up to the speaker, and Caleb ordered their food. Pussy juice leaking from her open hole coated his leather couch arm. Their heads shifted from side to side as they kissed. There was a faded hint of cologne, but there was a genuine muskiness to his natural scent. He took it from her. He watched her face contort as he shoved his cock inside her. Lose access to Cockzilla? She had turned 18 just as school started in late August. But, more than anything, Missy lusted over being filled by his legendary cock. She stroked his manhood through his trousers, arousing him further. Maybe a little later if they go out for lunch. He reached for the other bag. Missy’s spread fingers ran through her Uncle’s shoulder-length, brown hair. “Look, why don’t you get in. he thought. He couldn’t believe Missy had taken all of it, and then she wanted more.
