Connie Carter’s Steamy Creampie Scene

I whimpered as I fingered her asshole, circling her puckered sphincter. The first MILF I ever enjoyed. The young girl, probably another friend of my daughters, groaned. Another had my smiling face on it, my blonde hair falling about my still-youthful features. I shuddered at the sight naked rump and black bush soaked by pussy juices that peeked between two thighs. Of course.”
“Of course,” I said, my girl-dick swelling in my panties I wore beneath my skirt. Her hands grabbed my wet dick and led me to her virgin passion. I kept rubbing her bud as I swirled my tongue through her, making her groan and gasp. “Well, you’re doing a bang up job.”
She blushed and squirmed. I had to do it. I grasped her ass, loving the feel of her muscles flexing in her rump. I want that so badly.”
“Lola is an understanding futanari,” I groaned.