Aunt Judy Selected Stories

I was getting closer and closer to my own orgasm then, and Dee sensed it, finally taking her mouth away from my cock. This time my fingers wandering down her sides, to caress the swells of her breasts. What is going to happen the rest of the week is in the next chapters. Now with my feet on solid ground, I began to thrust as hard as I could against Betty's hungry pussy. I notice he's already hard, his cock straining the fabric of his pants. Aunt Judy Hearing the shower start up, I wandered into the bathroom just as Betty was standing outside the shower, testing the water. Now as fate often does, my family moved away to another town, and we only occasionally saw Betty and her husband, mostly staying in touch by phone. free mature woman galliers . I then notice it was time of the first Sunday football game and went to turn on the TV. With me soon to follow! I pumped her full of my love juice, as we thrashed on the lounge. I slip one hand down to touch his head, to urge him closer, and he looks up at me. Aunt Judy I wasted no time in licking the lotion off her nipples and foundling her boobs. Sitting down, on the edge of her lounge, I poured a large pool of oil into my palm, and began to rub it into her shoulders. I just stood there and took it all in. gallery older mature old women . She pulled on her nipples and moaned and sighed as I unloaded the first of many loads of that day. They had then applied scented / flavored oil to their boobs and were hanging them over different parts of my body while swinging them to just barely touching me. Aunt Judy He watches me with a half-smile, looking somewhat drunk though I know it's on me, not the wine, and he murmurs my name sweetly as I slide my lips across his throat.