My sweet wetness drips on his innocent looking face.
So last night the phone rings, I answer and it’s you. You whisper into the phone and tell me “Goddess she’s in the other room”.Connor’s dad started caressing me again, and our tongues met as he slid his palm from one nipple to the other. “I need to breathe.” I was as red as a strawberry and out of breath.My nipples had become hard, and the raw stimulation funneled straight into my pussy. In response, Connor’s dad lowered his head under my shirt.They stare with lustful gazes at my womanly lady curves.Their attention has led to my fantasy of me becoming a cougar and seducing a hot young stud.