She did not hesitate. Milf sex “And submit to my desires?”
“Yes,” she said, pushing into the chair and rubbing herself against it. They continued this for several cycles before he said, “You may touch yourself now.”
She did not to be told twice and lunged at her sex with her hand, skipping any warm-up she frantically rubbed, pressing harder with each of his thrusts. She was getting close, and she thought he might be also, his thrust were coming faster and more erratically. He stood behind her, pressing his hand to the back of her head he ran his fingers through her hair. His heavy brow was making him look serious but his eyes were soft. His moans faded and his grip on her hair loosened. “Don’t,” he said. She looked down, it was her t-shirt.
