Then, I thought, Greta might want to drive me home herself, if she thinks I’m sick. “That’s going deeper, Ryan,” Kelly said, like it was a solemn pronouncement of fact, “but I want you deep.”
“Happy to oblige,” said, hearing the strain in my own voice. XXX I took a gentle breath, basking in the scent from her oozing cunt, probing with my tongue at the recess between her inner lips, sweeping the juices pooled there into my mouth. Even at 39, she had the legs, and the figure, for it. She looked back up at me and said, almost in a whisper, “I think I know where this is going.” I took my hand away, leaned in, and kissed her gently in her cleavage, exposed as it was by her tank top, and I felt the warmth from her breasts on my face.
Actors:
Eve Marlowe / Isiah Maxwell
