First-person View Of Authentic Amateur Intimacy

I flinched when I turned my head to see who bumped into my arm. Grandpa Harold then directed Peta to leave the apartment temporarily where he would contact her once his son’s have completed checking out the apartment. In an instant, the rhythm of my ass cheeks were disrupted as I felt a hard slap across my ass which made my ass jiggle wildly. The only person who I had kissed and made out with during sex, prior to today, was with my Grandpa Harold. My head was aching, my vision became blurry, and my mouth was now dehydrated with the hundreds of cock thrusts this stranger had given both my holes. We continued walking as he was now following directly behind me. When we reached the entrance to the shop, I stopped and immediately turned to face him as he had a huge smile plastered across his smug perverted face.