“Adam? Milf sex She’d recently painted her toenails a deep burgundy, but I could see that time had worn away some of the paint on them as her toes slid across my leg. “Is that you?”
“Yeah! This moment would be set in stone in my mind for eternity; it was a filthy dream come true, and it had been better than anything I could have ever imagined. That long?”
“I think you were my first serious crush,” I said. “Most guys your age can cum and keep going. “So, are you seeing anyone in town?”
“No,” she said, laying her head against the cushions and giving me a wistful smile. “Don’t like it?”
“Not really,” I said. Her pussy was drooling; a bead of thick, clear liquid was slipping down her thigh toward the couch. Are you doing anything?”
“Not really?” I said. I licked my lips as I stared. The voice had been feminine, which was the only reason I hadn’t kept moving.
