Taken back, Jenny attempted to speak to Rene again. Jenny was wrapping up the shower from her regular morning get-ready-for-work routine. Mature sex Jenny couldn’t handle it. “Mmm, I do, but I guess that was already pretty apparent, wasn’t it?”, commenting on her wetness. Sean hooked his thumbs under each side of Jenny’s panties and began to peel them down. “I’d really love for you to stay…”, whispered Sean as he shifted his grip from Jenny’s waist to Jenny’s wrists. I’d love nothing more than to sit at home with you all day, but I’ve got to get going!”, Jenny protested. She wrapped her fingers around Sean’s hilt and began to pump slowly. In and out, in and out. Putting the phone to her ear, Jenny waited through the automated greetings. With Jenny’s orgasm came a gentle flow of fluid down her thighs, spilling over the fingers of Sean. “Hope you feel better, dear.”
“Thanks again.
