1. Fucking the Last of My Mother's Card Club Fri


    Date: 7/17/2017, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Mature, Author: badboy1958, Rating: 90, Source: xHamster

    I did so. We got into a rhythm as a couple, and she began building towards yet another orgasm, exhorting me, “Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” I jacked her even harder and MJ came in some incomprehensible language of sheer, screeching pleasure. Her orgasmic bliss seemed to go on forever. What a horny, horny MILF bitch! I could not keep up with her and was quite jealous of her multi-orgasmic capacities. MJ was finally spent, but I was not. So I flipped her over, exposing her gorgeous ass to my view. I kissed both cheeks, spanked each hard, and then pounded my cock into her doggy style, alternating between several quick hard strokes, followed by a couple more gentle, slower ones. After ten minutes of this, I was panting and MJ was whimpering, moaning and groaning softly--seemingly disturbed that was all she could muster. I spanked her again, gathered myself and gave her a single stroke that drove my long cock into her as far as it would go. MJ gasped with pleasure, turned and looked back at me over her shoulder with such a lewd stare of sheer, unadulterated MILF lust that she brought me to orgasm right then and there with the look. I came and came and came, yelling “Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck!” spewing sperm all over her ass and then the bed when I pulled out of her. We lay together for a few minutes, recovering, not speaking. lost in our separate post-coital reveries. Then MJ said, “It’s getting late, I have to go.” She sat up to leave the bed , but I put my arms around her before ...
    she could do so, took her chin in my right hand, looked into her baby blue eyes, and said, “MJ, I want you to know that you’re a really fucktastic lover, a real slice of heaven on earth! It was sooooooo delightful being inside you!” MJ responded: “Same to you, babe!” We kissed tenderly, and then she raced into the bathroom for a quick, five-minute shower. I grabbed all her clothes and hide them under the bedcovers while MJ cleaned herself up, took off her earrings, reverted to the natural face she had walked into motel room with and restored the wedding ring to her finger. When MJ emerged, a good-natured battle for her clothes ensued. She won out, mostly, after agreeing to fuck me again in another three weeks and revealing the secret to her orange-scented pussy: she literally squeezed the juices of a fresh orange into her vagina just before leaving home and spread them all about with her fingers. I had tried to negotiate a one-week-only hiatus, but relented when MJ said; “I’m sorry, but you just don’t understand what it’s like for a lady my age to have access to a young stick like yours to mount and hump. We just don’t get to enjoy that often. It’s like being on an extremely powerful d**g. And, it really would be just too addictive for me- —and too emotionally distracting-- if I fucked your rock hard, young cock every week.” So that became our pattern—every three weeks. MJ introduced me to the Kuma Sutra, and we made a habit of trying a new sexual position every time we got ...
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