Drew Barnes

besides my husband of thirty years really knocked me out, but I already showed him I was ready for more. I made this guy come, and I know I’m at least twenty-five or thirty years older than him! I sat on James’ chest in my blue chambray shirt. "John, go in the kitchen and get one of those cucumbers I bought yesterday." I watched him go, his lovely boner leading the way. I told James to raise his knees and I leaned back comfortably, hand between my legs. "Are we having fun yet?" I asked him with a big grin as I boldly played with myself. I bounced a little as he chuckled, his face still damp and glowing with the semen I’d scrubbed over it. John came back with a long thing, about two inches wide, and