I peek into the bathroom and I could see her naked body thru the shower doors, of course they are crystal clear glass panes. So I can see everything.S...e is putting on a show for me, I can tell. The way she is sliding the soap over her nicely aged, plump but sexy body. Especially when she passes it between her legs. She bends over and I can see her juicy pussy lips just hanging there begging me to come and service them.She decided to invite me to help her. She mentioned a couple of sexual. Fueled with books and magazine articles about ways to satisfy her man, Kristen spent much of her time conjuring ways to make him happy.She loved blowing him, flitting her tongue over the swollen head before engulfing it with her mouth. She kept working her tongue against that most sensitive area even as she milked it hard with her lips. She swallowed his cum the very first time, surprised and ecstatic at the result of the effect she had on him. She quickly progressed from simply letting his. I took hold of her fat hips for something to grip and began raising myself to meet her downward thrusts, Lyn’s juices ran from her pussy like a river l could feel it running over my balls and between my legs. I gave a hard shove of my shaft into her dripping pussy and yelled “lm cuming” as my first creamy load shot from the urethral opening at the end of my cock, Lyn’s inner pussy muscles pulsated coursing a rippling effect up and down my shaft sending my balls into a spasm and l shot one. Good. Sorry I shot you, but ... well, you were trespassing now that it was my house instead of ours,” Elaine continued to show fuzzy logic.“So, you were high then, are you drunk now? The only reason that I don’t sue your sorry ass for the house in the divorce is that it no longer matters to me. The only reason that I don’t press charges against you for shooting me is that no one would believe that I survived a gunshot wound like that. Hell, if it weren’t Penelope and her mother, Rosita, I.