Looking down at me, you watched as my body writhed, your thrusting attention bringing me waves of pleasure, my moans coming uncontrollably from my lip.... When my muscles finally relaxed, you grabbed hold of my leg, turning me over. I arched my back, wanting you as deep inside me as possible, as your member thrust into my wet sheath. I moaned and gasped as I felt you fully inside me, filling me up with each thrust, your balls lightly slapping against me each time you enter me to the hilt. You. Anyway...any guys out there, who have a fantasy about older ladies (do we all, or is it just me!), I'm sure you'll relate. Okay, enough. The story/fantasy is quite short, as it all blasted out in about 10 minutes (like somethin else!!)I would love to be sleeping in a hotel bedroom by myself, and hear a knock on the door after everyone's gone to sleep, go to the door with a big stalker on ya, open it and here's this older woman who was eyeing you up all evening in the bar, and has now snuck out. He sank his cock deeply into her until his balls slapped against her ass, and then started a slow, pumping motion that ran the full length of his cock under her clit. She wrapped her legs more tightly around his back, trying desperately to pull him as deeply into her as she could. Kelly was meeting his every thrust, trying to become one with his powerful organ. Soon, he settled into a grinding rhythm, a rhythm she matched stroke for mind-blowing stroke. She had an almost uncontrollable urge to. As Mrs Wild grabbed Denise’s boobs with her big hands, she could feel the implants inside them.Whispering aloud, Mrs Wild said,“Oh Denise, you old slut. Who’s going to think those tits are real. Your body is full of plastic…Yes, Denise I know all about Dan, I know your secrets, and soon, important people will too. Revenge is sweet my dear.”Looking down at Denise’s shaven pussy, made Mrs Wild laugh, thinking how Denise really did fancy herself.But it was her hair. Those long trademark blonde.
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