She smiled at him, even though she was still gasping for breath. They had experimented with bondage and role-playing and had delved into the Kama Sutra. Milf sex But the next day she had arrived fifteen minutes early for her date with David. Still, when Friday night arrived she’d found herself growing more and more nervous. It was like a distant rumble of thunder heard from over the horizon on a clear, sunny day. She was no prude, by any means, but for her sex was something that happened only after a suitable period of getting to know someone and building emotional trust and intimacy. Chelsea thought the sound had come from the floor below, and sure enough a moment later she saw someone look out over the railing. And now this. She’d come almost immediately, letting out an animal-like groan as she did. It was old Mr. The sound of David’s hand striking Chelsea’s behind – made even sharper by the wet fabric of her panties – echoed through the stairwell, followed closely by a yelp of pain
