She was wearing a buttoned white blouse and a grey knee-length skirt. If she thought for a second about why a boy she had barely ever spoken to was suddenly the emblem of her erotic fantasy, it was instantly hampered by the lust consuming her body. Milf porn His blood ran cold.Did it work? What if someone were to come in and see me like this? Deep within her erotic fantasy, something took form. ‘Darius.’ she said, incredulous. She whimpered as she was suddenly drank up her utterly sexed-up appearance. Her blushing face was the pinnacle of beauty as she moaned in delight, looking upwards, her thighs quaking, her nipples electric and the walls of her sopping pussy, red hot, flared and pulsed against her fingers. She had begun circling her nipples, and now they created firm indents in her blouse. See ya.’
The rest of the day passed without incident. Isabelle looked up. Don’t worry about anything but surrendering to the pleasure…her fingers found their way into her dripping pussy, and she stroked around her folds, teasing her
