Milf Elaine In Hard Gang-bang

She trembled softly, “you…you can feel it” she breathed. Anne and Julie left for the gym in Anne’s car as I was getting breakfast cereal ready and making sandwiches for the girls lunches, they rattled downstairs at seven thirty as I sipped my second coffee on the porch, in high spirits despite it being a school day, squealing and laughing… ‘nothing beats a good regular helping of cock meat to keep girls happy’ I chuckled to myself… ‘or tight pussy to keep a man happy’ I conceded. She trembled softly, “you…you can feel it” she breathed. She almost squealed aloud, turning bright red, she grabbed it from me, started to lift her skirt, stopped and spun 180, thinking she was keeping her gash from my view, not realising as she bent forward, legs parted, to press the handkerchief to her fat little twat, that it gave me the perfect view of her tight gash and the glistening dew that clung to it.