Peter Port, sounding so inviting to the elder gentleman Professor Peter Poet!Panda is living between her hot fantasies after watching sexy scenes here...and some shy sex experimentsPanda is only considering some shy sexy steps with a few local lovers in potential as she can't travelPanda is very amazed an elder gentleman takes the trouble to travel all the way to the town she lives!Panda is showing me around town and we walk the beach for some privacy in our private tasty talksPanda is coming. Chacha bhi apni aur se poori taqat laga raha tha aur kaha raha that ki saali randi kitna chodta hoon tujhe par teri choot ki pyaas hi khatam nahin hoti, aur tera badan itna mast hai ki char paanch shot mein hi mera lund jhad jaata hai aur itna bolte bolte hi chacha ne apn lund meena chachi ki choot mein jhad kar loodak gaye. Meena chachi bolti rahi ki pata nahin kab meri choot ki pyaas thandi hogi ye gaandu to mujhe thanda hi nahin kar pata hai. Meri badi iccha kari ki mein andar jaayoon aur. I could feel him fighting his gag-reflex as my shaft grew and grew down his throat. Quickly, he lifted off my cock and took a deep, hacking breath before going straight back to my helmet, his tongue running around the edge while sucking up and down my shaft.I manage to get his cock out of my mouth and tell him “please, fuck me, now!” He quickly got off of me and I repositioned myself, spreading my legs so he could get between my thighs. In all of our encounters we had never tried doing it this. She felt it really was hers to use, to control. Something came over her and the phallus began to grow.She could feel it growing in spurts. Each one made her tighten her muscles. Soon the thing was hard and pulsing. It was hard not to touch it now. She watched it in the mirror as she wrapped her hand around the shaft. Again she tightened up. The sensations filled her up. She stroked it. It felt like she was pumping a dildo inside he pussy. It made her want more.Her mind thought about the trashy.