He could teach any woman to do any act. My hunky teacher groaned. Milf sex That moment when he would erupt. I’d be curious, but my butt-hole tingled. Only one subject mattered. You love learning anal from me?”
“I do, Mr. Belmont!”
He growled and fucked me harder. Belmont,” I purred, “I’m just so eager for today’s lesson.”
He cleared his throat. Juices spilled down my thighs. Ecstasy drowned my mind as he growled out. I just watched him as he marched back and forth. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest. He balled my panties into fists, staring at me with such intensity. “Melinda, Jesus, you can’t.”
“Shhh, Mr. We can study so many other aspects of reproduction.”
He swallowed. They were bunched around his thighs. I heard her walking off, saying, “See what I have to deal with?”
“Bitch,” muttered Mr. They brimmed with the cum that he would fire into me.
