Mrs. Fina, A 62-year-old Divorcee, Still Prefers Younger Men

S kissed me again, I could feel her firm nipples brush against my chest as she leaned over me. She pulled out her phone and checked the time again. S put her hands on my chest and started moving her hips, rocking back and forth slowly. It sent me over the edge, and I squirted ropes of cum deep inside her. “Not yet, eager beaver.” She said with a smile. My hands instantly went to her boobs, they started to massage and caress. I summoned everything I had and moved even faster, even harder. “Really, well it was definitely that for me too!” I said with a big smile on my face. She was still asleep, her bare breasts rising and falling with each breath. The sunlight made her skin glow.