India Summer’s Steamy Massage Session With A Lucky Delivery Guy

She thought she was about to explode. Well if he didn’t make the first move, she would. Higher. His finger bumping into a spot deep inside her. The arousal intensified, an explosion, the overwhelming excitement spreading through her body quickly. She bumped her hips forward, pressing against his fingertips. A burst of electricity. ‘I know. She stretched out her hand and put her fingers on his knee. A tingle, a warm tingle that lingered around in between her legs. He lifted her skirt and pushed his fingers against her pussy. This wasn’t what she’d expected. Higher. She stretched out her hand and put her fingers on his knee. ‘How old are you, sweety?’ He asked. His hands sliding down in between her legs, crawling up her skirt until she felt his fingers fondling her pussy. She stretched out her hand and put her fingers on his knee. For a while. Now what? ‘My wife is home alone with the kids.’
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