I tasted more pre-cum and swallowed it. Milf sex He chuckled and opened his pants. Even though it was nearly eight, it was almost dark outside. With a sigh of relief, I turned the paper over again, rustled through the papers, scanning each page for whatever reason it was here. Fuck me? He moaned again and I felt his balls in my hand tighten. Contraception. Two options lay ahead of me. When I had finished cleaning his cock, I put my head on his hip, enjoyed the comforting moment. It tasted just as I remembered human cum. Not wet, yet, but aroused. Lifting my head, I stuck out my tongue, licked the droplets off. Forgetting even making coffee, I walked over to the living room, sat down on the sofa. He was home, had been tried. Our breathing slowed down. Use me? With a heavy sigh he slumped down on the bed, his fingers sliding from my cunt and his dick out of my mouth. Let me cum? This would be the first time, he would watch.
