Slick Strokes: Self-pleasure With Oil

If she wasn’t going to be present tonight, then so be it, I could still get off real quick. As I pumped away my mind quickly wandered from my wife to Joss in the other room. Porn Olson!”
Her lips had been so god damned soft. For minutes all there was was the rock of the table, her small gasps, and the wet slap of me going balls deep into her virgin pussy. I allowed myself to think she was begging for more, though it was probably for mercy. She was perfect, firm, and yet deliciously supple. I dragged that off her as well and was rewarded by beautiful perky, tits with pink hardened nipples. The other undid her jean shorts letting her small kicks ease the process of getting them off. She was seated on the couch, head in hands as I came out. Her pussy was tight and hugged at my shaft, greedily accepting each deeper penetration. For minutes all there was was the rock of