She felt the tears sliding down her face as the tendril continued its relentless advance into her rectum. Nothing else changed while she cried, the te...dril in her cunt continued to pump and her nipples and clit continued to be twisted and pleasured but she was past the point where this would have helped her. Her anus was stretching farther than it ever had before and it was all so new to her that she could not help but cry out. After it had forced itself into her anus to its widest point it. .no, sorry, 58, It was my birthday not more than a couple of weeks ago. I prefer a guy to be in shape, either muscly or athletic, but toned in some way, in a way I'm not, sadly. I'm not a stickler for looks - I wouldn't be getting any fun if everyone was, that's for sure - I get aroused by guys being attracted to me and have had some of the best sexual experiences of life with fellow out of shape guys. But in my fantasies it's always the greying, slim, toned athlete or the brusque muscly. After an hour, the bartender told me that I had a phone call. I took the call in the lobby and it was Carol.“Return to the room immediately” She said. “The door will be locked so you’ll need to get another key-card from the front desk.” The connection went silent.I got the new key-card and took the elevator up to the room, inserted the card to unlock the door, and noticed that the room was dark, with the exception of the light from the TV. I then heard my own voice coming from the TV and as. He started fucking hard and very deep. Geeta grunted as the stiff lund rammed all the way into her belly, reaching the depths of her womb. Now Savita’s naked son was fucking like a wild man, panting on her shoulder, drilling her tight choot as fast as he possibly could.”Fuck my choot, fuck my tight choot!” Geeta chanted. Her choot was throbbing uncontrollably, gripping and sucking the skewering shaft of his lund meat. Again and again the mota lauda rammed into her, stretching her furry.