Through her coughing she yelped as my left hand grabbed her hair to roughly yank her head up, tilting her face up at me as I drew back my right arm. I managed not to fall over the back of the couch, instead dropping onto the couch next to Mary as the room tilted and spun. Milf sex Take my cum in your belly, take it!’
Brent suddenly groaned loudly, rammed his throbbing cock forcefully down Mary’s throat, and held her in gurgling and shuddering in place as his balls visibly throbbed. Our talks had just been foreplay, at the “someday we should consider doing this” stage. This was not the lovemaking, the sharing of intimacy that defined sex between Mary and I. “Didn’t you say Mary, that you thought he had a good package?”
Mary blushed redly as Brent embraced her, his arms going high and low around her torso.
