Tegan Presley’s Oiled-up Anal Encounter With A Busty Milf

With one final thrust I pushed my cock into her depths as far as it would go, bottoming out at her cervix, before unleashing load after load of hot white cum into her convulsing body. My parents had never married, and they had split when I was 5 and my sister was 2. “So, how’s Jeff?”
She was silent for a moment, and I was unsure as to whether or not she’d heard me. Whether she had noticed my little slip or not, I did love this girl. Even if she was spoken for, I couldn’t help my feelings. She closed her eyes and purred softly, humping at my fingers slightly. I had been for a long time. She slid up and down, up and down, not bothering to start out slow, just riding me with abandon, moaning and gasping as I pistoned in and out of her. I had often wondered at whether a girl’s hand would feel different to my own when stroking up and