Please do or please don’t?” She moved her hand,
running her fingers over the tight denim of his groin. She slowly unfastened the remainder of the blouse’s
buttons and opened it. Anal porn “I was thinking about your cock, Paul. “Harder!”
He bit harder. But she needed a coffee break
and perhaps a snack too. “Yes Paul, do it, make yourself come for Marsha.” She
pressed up against his knees and stared down at his
hand and his cock. Her breathing
speeded up and she heard herself begging, “More, more. She ground her crotch against his belly as if she were
fucking him, fucking him through her wet panties. But they were big and
still firm. He loved history and she made
it come alive. Weren’t you thinking about my tits?”
He had been of course. A hard, painful
squeeze. Soon enough he felt the familiar sensation of an
approaching orgasm. The sensation was incredible. “I could help,” Marsha said and reached for him. He gasped; he’d likely have come if she’d not
gripped him so hard. Her knees began to buckle and she pulled herself
against him, pressing his face into her breast.
