Tom and Sarah shared the little breakfast basket, both of them being hungry, both relieved the meeting had gone better than expected. Tom had to twist and turn, to kiss both in turns; his head was spinning in ecstasy. Milf sex “Please Kitty” whispered Sarah “spend time with him, he poses no threat, there was no storm last night, he could say he walked in today, over the headland, not the coast path, no one would know, please… Kitty rose off his now flaccid member with a slurp and lapped his and her juices off Tom. Tom held back at the top of the stairs, so Sarah could pass him, she kissed him, stroked his dick and chest, smiling. Sarah followed and shut the door, holding both Tom and Kitty in the toilet, face to face, separated by inches. Tom held back at the top of the stairs, so Sarah could pass him, she kissed him, stroked his dick and chest, smiling.
