In producing the glass for me she “accidentally” moved her hand a little too far and the back of her hand grazed the shaft of my cock. Milf sex J’s breathing was steadily increasing and I could see her hand greedily massaging her breasts and teasing her nipples in an attempt for release. As I drew the fabric up my legs I was barely able to get them over my thighs and buttocks without ripping them. I slid on a very tight under armour t-shirt that equally hugged my torso and arms providing anyone who saw me with an unobstructed view of my well defined abs, chest, shoulders and arms. I could picture her sitting out there in that tight, see-through outfit and pictured seeing glimpses of her tight white thong stretched over her pouting pussy lips.
