By the time he’d got there the war was almost over, so he’d been spared most of the hard fighting. I cried out, my fingers digging into his shoulders, as I felt another orgasm approaching, building somewhere in the pit of my stomach. Milf sex “But, right now, you need to fuck me.” I pumped his penis with my hand, feeling it throb as it erected even further. Blew up too soon, or else I would not be here now.” He’d still spent several weeks in hospital, and they’d had to, he said, sew most of his right shoulder back on. I thought I should pull out but she put her hands on my buttocks to pull me closer, walls of her vagina clutching my penis like her hand, and then I felt my semen pulsing out through my penis into her. “Stop this torture,” I moaned. “All right,” he said. She raised her legs, crossing her feet behind my hips as I entered her, pulling me into her. I do not really think about what I am painting
