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Mrs. Freeman sluts around...

Date: 6/15/2016, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Author: Tralababalan, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

released the battered nipple from his lips and teeth and sat back on his haunches, his twitching cock still wrapped tightly in Mrs. Freeman's sloppy cunt. "Ohmigod," she breathed, her eyes hooded in post-orgasmic wonderment. "Your . . . are one . . . nasty little boy." Matt prepared to respond when The National Anthem sounded from somewhere behind him. "Oh, fuck," Mrs. Freeman breathed. "It's my cell phone. Reach behind you and get it, would you?" Making sure that his fat cock didn't slip from her slushy cunt, Matt twisted around and spotted the cell phone sitting in a cup holder below the minivan's stereo. He reached behind him, grabbed it, and handed it to her. Mrs. Freeman flipped the phone open and, with her left hand, brushed her tangled hair behind an ear. "Hello?" She paused while the person on the other end spoke, and then abruptly looked at watch. Her bright emerald eyes went wide with surprise. "I'm so sorry, sweetie," she gushed. As she spoke, Matt pushed into her, jamming the soft underside of his cock against the back of her pelvic bone, and bent to suck a still engorged nipple into his mouth. Mrs. Freeman nearly gasped, but maintained her composure and continued her conversation. "I'll be there in twenty minutes . . . I know, honey, I just got sidetracked with something." Slicing into her cunt, Matt's movements became erratic at Mrs. Freeman's nastiness. Here she was, in the backseat of her minivan with a k** half her age. She had met Matt less than two hours ... ago, yet his cock was buried in her unfaithful cunt and his lips were tightly suctioned around her aroused nipple. "I know, sweetie," she breathed. "I said . . . I said I'm sorry. Give . . . give me twenty minutes." Mrs. Freeman slammed the phone closed and dropped it to the floor. She pouted her lower lip out and said in a c***d's voice, "My poor, poor baby." Her hands encircled Matt's waist, sliding down to his tight ass, her manicured nails digging into his flesh. "I almost forgot all about her," she whispered in his ear, pulling him towards her, his cock sinking deeper into her loosened cunt. Mrs. Freeman slapped his ass, prodding him on. "Now, cum in this mommy's cunt so she can go get her baby girl." Matt moaned deeply into Mrs. Freeman's squishy tit that was molded against the features of his face. As the nasty words tumbled from her shiny lips, his cock lurched in her wet cunt. Feeling his cum about to spill from his heavy balls, Matt jerked back and pulled his cock from her. Mrs. Freeman was surprised and shrieked, "What are you doing!?! Put it back in!" "I . . ." Matt tried to speak but his balls were churning, his cock was pulsating and his cognitive mind had shut down. "Put your cock back in me!" she ordered. "You'll cum all over the car!" His eyes rolling to the back of his head, Matt slammed his cock back into the depths of Mrs. Freeman's sloppy cunt, knocking the wind from her lungs. Alcohol-tinged breath gusted by his face, filling his nostrils. "Are you . . . ...