When Grandma Arrives, The Underwear Comes Off

“Let them in.” I said, as I unbuttoned my blouse. Porn I crawled on my hands and knees, laid myself across the coffee table, knees on the floor, ass pointing toward the guys and put my head down on the table. He filled me with several more loads, jerking his hips slightly with each thrust. How many more were left? I was too tired to laugh. Pleassseeeee! This one was much smaller, and not very hard at all. “Thanks, boys!” I said, “Where were we?”
I felt around and grabbed two cocks as the big one pressed against my lips again. She was doing the dishes.”
“Ouch.”
“Then I met a guy in a gas station bathroom… Someone I knew he’d be masturbating to this picture before lunch. My pussy ignited and the cock fell out of my mouth as the wave crashed down on me. When I felt the head of his cock probing and finding the opening, I sank down on to him, his meat effortlessly gliding in

When Grandma Arrives, The Underwear Comes Off