She was wearing white vans, black leggings and a light blue crop top style hoodie. She was about 5’4” and had the best damn ass I had ever seen. I... was so thick and disproportionately large compared to her tiny waist. Her thighs were just as thick and she carried it well. My cock tried to get hard in my track pants, but fear of people seeing made it stay down. I sat a ways away from her, careful to not be caught staring. We she got up to go, I got up just after, put my dishes away and followed. But I worked my youthful erection in Mrs Hotter’s mouth as fast as I dared, thrilled to feel the swift aggregation of moist saliva, watching her hand move inside her panties, imagining what it must look like down there.“Mmmmm,” Mrs Hotter hummed. “Mmmmmm!” I continued shoving my cock back and forth, staring down into her cleavage and thinking that if it was too much of a risk for me to cum on her face, maybe I could come between her tits. That almost brought me to the boil, so I slowed down a. She said he continued to kiss up her belly, her breasts and neck as he climbed between her legs. She couldn't believe he was hard again, as his cock probed at her pussy. She spread her legs wide as his cock found its mark and entered her well lubricated cunt. He took his time, allowing her to get accustomed to his size, as he pumped in and out, until his cock was buried as far as she could take him. His tempo increased, until he was slamming his cock home, shaking the bed in the room before. I let go and she flops back down, arms outstretched up over her head. The light gray tank top is tight, thin. I feel up her curves and the shape of her tits, then grab the neckline of the shirt with both hands and start savagely tearing it right down the center. It's a thin, delicate undershirt, so satisfying to ruin. Her body shakes around as I rip and rip at it, leaving it in shreds hanging loosely off her body. revealing more bare skin and a black bra beneath.Her black bra so cute and.