Mature Indian Housewife Has Intimate Encounter With Younger Man In Hotel Room

Closing my painted lips around a part of the head I savored the taste. Is she tight? Seems like forever now. My tight cage felt that much tighter now. Fear, excitement and wonder filled me all at once. I gagged and choked but I held steady. I was frozen in fear as I slowly looked back up to his face. How long have you been dressing like this? Mark’s breathing became labored and both hands were now on my head. Thanks. Re-cap
Friday night crossdressing. A new feeling of wanting to please him flooded me. Then he pulls out most of the way. Then I felt a set of hands on my upper back, gently pushing me forward. I slowed my pace with Mark as whoever picked up his pace fucking me. I slowed my pace with Mark as whoever picked up his pace fucking me. Looking up at him even with my high heels on he still towers above me. I guess I’ve always felt more like a girl than a guy.