Aunty ne uss din tite jeans aur sleeve less top pehana tha,wow kya lag rahi thi aunty,unke boobs tane hui the aur ass big aur tight tha.Uss wakt mera ...ann kar raha tha ki unko kone me le jakar chod du …… Aunty aur tampo ka driver tampo se saman nikalne lage tabhi maine aunty ke pass jakar kaha “Miss can I help you” to unhone kaha “Yeah plz”…. Tab main unko saman uthane main madat karane laga..Jab jab aunty kuch saman uthane jhukati main unke boobs ka darshan kar leta tha….Aunty aik baar phir. He then shift and slides his dick inside me, I gasp for how thick he is. He slides one of his hands in my hair and pull my head back " The name is Denis, don't forget it bitch" He says as he starts sliding in and out of me. Nothing turns me on more than getting fucked from behind while getting my hair pulled and being called a bitch or daddies little slut. I guess some how he read my mind. I start moaning and it seems like he is getting deeper and deeper inside me. Im clutching the end of the. And if I pull the skin down like this, the head goes all tight and shiny." Uh-huh," I grunted enjoying the attention.Leaving my cock she cupped my balls and rolled them around. Laughing, she said, "Plastic bags of mozzarella in the supermarket will never feel the same again."I was holding my breath. Her face was inches from my cock. She looked at me with her green eyes, slowly put her tongue out and licked the head. "Oh fuck!" I groaned which made her giggle. Even though Michelle can't deep. “I like a bit of ogling now and then, even a bit of leering heh heh,” she chuckled., picking up a bucket and placed it next to the stud. She was cerainly a woman of the world in her repartee. She grabbed a wet, soapy towel from the bucket and proceeded to wash the quivering horse cock, hanging before her. Pulling it out as it had receded halfway back into it’s sheath. She looked over towards me, judging me, appraising me and my reactions. I appraised her fabulous elderly body, baearing mind I.