Homemade Passion – Milf Housewife Enjoys Afternoon Delight With Her Man

Thus, all the greater her disappointment when he said what he said. She wished she didn’t worry so much. “Aaargh, fucking die, you cunt,” he grunted, grinding his cock into her back with excitement. “What…what are you doing?” she whispered. Except, she found nothing. Giddy and excited, he rolled her off of him and began to furiously stroke his cock. “What…what are you doing?” she whispered. There’s no point. But she’d be safe. The man laid beside her for a bit, removing his grasp on her. “Last chance. “What…no!” she shrieked. She pondered if she could have left her pack in the bedroom. “Please, my son could come home any minute. Please–!” she begged. Gayle laid there on the cold tiled floor, wheezing and muttering with fear, as the intruder loomed over her with lust in his eyes. “Please, my son could come home any minute. Shameful, dirty thought that she tried to put out of her head. He took the opportunity to slide her other leg onto his shoulder, fucking her sideways. The taste was foul, while the scent of sex lingered under Gayle’s nose.