Granny Peggy Sue’s Strap-on Teasing Session

Faster. Indian porn I let my oily hands slip inside the fabric, taking form around a huge meat pole – half hard. I was feeling kind of shaky; heavy from the cocktails too. And as I began to feel my face heat and redden, I knew in my soul that she finally understood. Each slap of his hips against me sent a wave of pleasure, making me cry out with every grunt as he shoved his meat inside me, again and again. Look! He has a nice watch on.”
“You were checking him out!” She pulled her glasses up. A little present from me to you. My fingers played with the fabric around his crotch, teasing myself more than anyone else. My swimming shorts were egging on my thickened dick as I climbed the stairs to the 4th floor.