The sheets, the pillow cases, the pillows, everything was covered in syrup, butter, and whip cream. As for us, our hair, our faces, necks, tits, tummi...s, pussies, ass holes, thighs, everything, was covered! I finally got tired of fighting her and pulled her close to me, wrapping my arms around her neck. I locked my lips on to hers and slid my tongue deep inside of her. She tasted incredible, or maybe it was the breakfast goods! I licked and slurped the syrup from her face and even found a glob. His hips started to increase their pace as she put both her hands to her mouth. Bent over at an almost ninety degree angle, she squealed under the forced pressure of her hands, but it was all she could take before pulling away from his fuck meat and spraying her juices all over the floor and him. Her mascara running down her face and almost out of breath from being rag-dolled, she fell to one knee, while her hands braced her. She was not defeated; in fact, she resembled a lioness leering over. You're really something, Jack! You're such a turn-on, baby!" The stud found her honesty flattering - and her giant tits arousing! His prick began to surge again! "That's very nice,...." "Terri, sweetie", she said "it's Terri Hobbs - it's my fifth time shooting one of you're sessions." As she sat on the bed, she added "I can't believe I'm sitting here, right now, all alone with you." She leaned over and gave Jack a soft kiss on the cheek, intentionally rubbing her massive, pendulous breasts. Call me. I’m right there. Our entrances to the back of the houses are adjacent. It’ll be no bother slipping across unnoticed.”His offer had her pondering. He was fifty-nine-years old. That notion constantly plagued her mind. But he had clearly thought the situation through. To his own advantage? Or had she learned that he provided more than Jake ever had? Would she benefit from his availability? Maybe both. With memories of his stunning hardness penetrating her hot, desperate channel, she.