I must have woke her up then because she rolled over and buried herself under the sheets, I looked under to see what she was doing but it was too dark
. Then before I could do anything she turned around and went into reverse cowboy position but instead of jamming my cock into her pussy she put it up her ass and began riding it.
. “Oh that's easy Mrs Williams…” she bit her lip and guided the tip of her slender cock into the woman's soaked pussy, “because I want you to cum on my cock. How is Mr Williams, anyway?”
She flushed a little and Louise had to hide a smirk, recognising the symptoms, Mr Williams was underperforming…
“He’s well, thank you,” she replied, frostily, looking away, eyes scanning the party, her cheeks still flushed, modestly crossing one leg over the other
I must have woke her up then because she rolled over and buried herself under the sheets, I looked under to see what she was doing but it was too dark
. Then before I could do anything she turned around and went into reverse cowboy position but instead of jamming my cock into her pussy she put it up her ass and began riding it.
. “Oh that's easy Mrs Williams…” she bit her lip and guided the tip of her slender cock into the woman's soaked pussy, “because I want you to cum on my cock. How is Mr Williams, anyway?”
She flushed a little and Louise had to hide a smirk, recognising the symptoms, Mr Williams was underperforming…
“He’s well, thank you,” she replied, frostily, looking away, eyes scanning the party, her cheeks still flushed, modestly crossing one leg over the other
I must have woke her up then because she rolled over and buried herself under the sheets, I looked under to see what she was doing but it was too dark
. Then before I could do anything she turned around and went into reverse cowboy position but instead of jamming my cock into her pussy she put it up her ass and began riding it.
. “Oh that's easy Mrs Williams…” she bit her lip and guided the tip of her slender cock into the woman's soaked pussy, “because I want you to cum on my cock. How is Mr Williams, anyway?”
She flushed a little and Louise had to hide a smirk, recognising the symptoms, Mr Williams was underperforming…
“He’s well, thank you,” she replied, frostily, looking away, eyes scanning the party, her cheeks still flushed, modestly crossing one leg over the other
