“Ah! Milf sex Please don’t make me…”
I stopped her with a raised hand. “You’re being very brave, Laurie. And as the first drops fell on her she began to shake uncontrollably and her mouth fell open in a shuddering cry as she went into orgasm. Still holding her by the chin I leaned forward until our noses were almost touching. She was in her mid-twenties and was what used to be called plump: not overweight, really, but with a little extra padding around the stomach, hips and thighs. Thoroughly aroused myself, I was tempted to slip my hand between her legs and give her the orgasm she so desperately craved. OW! Oh! Then she started to hyperventilate. When she spoke again her voice was very soft but there was no hesitation in it. Oh god!” Her hips were twitching in my lap and she had to use the foot which was now on the floor to steady herself. Then, looking up at me, she repeated, “I’m sorry for being such a bad little girl, Sir,” before seizing my cock
