Jogging Milfs Get Picked Up And Fucked

“One minute, Liz,” I said. “Did you do this to him!?”

Well, I wasn’t off to a good start here. “Say it again,” I whispered, tightening my grip a fraction more. “Is what true?” I asked. Quentin… Tyler… whoever took another sip of his drink, still smirking at me. Fuck everyone else.”

Besides not wanting someone as unhinged as Tyler to have half my grandfather’s estate, I’d grown accustomed to the status quo. I wanted to tell her she could move past it. She kept pumping my cock with her tiny hand as she said, “I hope I can feel those beautiful lips on my pussy. None of us did. Natalie’s just the beginning.”

“But why?” I asked again. Her full lips compressed against each other as she sniffled… mere inches from mine. I’ll spend the next year doing it if I have to. A small square of semi-transparent plastic sat in her palm.