But…she LOVED it. So why was it this old man, older than her father, that was making her so fucking horny? Anna-Brooks felt Her Man place his hands...on her hips and guide her ass backward. Anna-Brooks spread her legs slightly and began to slowly lower herself onto Mike's cock. It was an ‘old man’s’ cock. It was also the cock she longed for. She nodded as he told her to watch herself, then she obeyed, continuing to watch her reflection, as this old man began to fuck her. Anna-Brooks watched. She was also moving her hands over my body and she even bit my arm! All those hours at the gym certainly helped. Slowly i baked off a bit and we booth started playing only with our tongues, no lips involved. Just our tongues playing with each others. The saliva must have been dripping but that is the last thing we could think off. As i mentioned earlier legs turn me on. So i went down and started licking and kissing her legs.I literally sat down and licked her legs. SHe had her hands on y head. My family was so poor that our barn rats used to bring us food. Still, somehow Mom and Dad made every Christmas special. The secret to our happiness was not in how much our gifts cost, but how they were given. Each year, one present was designated as the ‘special gift’. And some years, that was the only gift. We always knew which one was special by the way it was wrapped. It was always concealed in our favorite color. We would open that gift with particular excitement and appreciation because,. How...” Rosa found it hard to think.“I have to go, sorry Rosa...” The call ended.Just as it did, Rosa’s cock flexed and forced a moan of pleasure out of her. A huge stream of cum launched out of her tip and blasted against the far wall of the living room. The wall was painted white, “How am I going to take a cab like this?” Rosa felt like crying for a moment, “You’re fucking amazing most of the time, but you can be a real pain when you want to, ha?” she let out some steam at her rod.Rosa tried.