Her finger tips caressed the lines of my pelvis, and then traced their way through my frothing lips. Mature porn I felt her body relax against me, and I dared to loosen my grip on her wrists. “Kaitlyn,” she cooed softly as she strutted to me, “why would a woman like you settle for your own hand?”
“It’s the change of seasons,” I smiled over my shoulder, “sometimes, the need is too great. “Look,” I growled through pleasurable strain, “I don’t usually do these; my colon is always clean.”
“Oh, look at God over here with the pristine, holy, asshole,” Anna mocked, “and it’s not about cleaning you out, it’s about absorbing as much of the aphrodisiac into your bloodstream as possible.”
“Did you read this in one of your bullshit grocery-store checkout magazines?” I asked as I struggled to keep my muscles loose, “Look, it feels good, Anna, but I don’t think it’s doing…any…thing…”
“Oh?” Anna laughed as my eyelids drooped in a pleasant stupor, “not doing anything?”
“So,” I smiled
