Hot MILF Gets Both Her Pussy And Her Ass Banged

If she'd been dry the dress would have flowed free from her bust line almost down to her thighs, and I felt my pants tighten as my eyes ran up and down her generous curves that the dowsed dress did nothing to hide. Her skirt had ridden up in her hurry and I didn't have to guess that she kept herself shaved where it counts. She must've felt my eyes on her because she pulled the hem of her dress back down to her upper-thigh as she sat and crossed her legs. I asked if I could help her, leaning forward to hide the bulge in my boxer shorts. "I hope so," she said hopelessly, fixing her hair and trying not to look so pitiful. She clasped her purple handbag in her fidgeting, lace-gloved hands; a nervous defensive posture I told myself. I tried to calm her down by telling her to start at the beginning. I was still a PI and I had a reputation to recover, no matter what this dame was doing to my adrenaline levels. She calmed down a bit and started weaving her yarn. It was the same sad tale I'd heard a thousand times: a deadbeat brother who she's devoted to, squanders the family savings and has now gone missing, and it's all she can do to compose herself. I handed her my handkerchief and give her a sympathetic look; broads love that kind of stuff. She goes on and my eyes slide down to watch her breasts as they heave slower and slower and she starts breathing normally. They were like a fine wine, and I was already a raging alcoholic. She's saying something about "every penny she had" when I shift Big Tits in my chair to casually rearrange my dick into a less conspicuous tattoo position. After five minutes or so, I stand up, still listening to her sob story, and walk around to sit in front of her on the edge of my desk. I act like it's because I'm interested, but I couldn't sit there another minute without getting a good look at her legs. They were still glistening from the rain and my eyes followed them from her ankles all the way up to her ass. She had on some kind of mmf strappy high heel that tied with a ribbon in a bow at her ankle. She sure was some piece of work, and whether I could help her or not I was sure glad she orgy came into my office. As I went to sit back down I nodded a few times and assured her that her brother would turn up sooner or later without any help from me. She gave me the "Oh but you must," line and started dabbing her eyes again. I knew it wasn't worth me takin' the case; she had all but told me she couldn't pay me. I must have looked pretty disinterested, because she started in with her feminine charms. "I'm sure I have a picture of him in here somewhere," she said as she looked half-heartedly through her handbag. On the slimmest of pretexts she got up and dumped the contents of her purse out on her chair, then bent over til her face was an inch from the knick knacks she was piecing through. She wasn't your average street floozy and she kept her legs pressed together as she swung her derriere from side to side; this was a bribe, not a peep show, and my eyes never left those perfect heart-shaped hips, legs, and ass for a second. "Here it is," she said and it felt like waking up from a dream as she stood up and I snapped out of it. I wiped the stupid grin off my face just as she turned around and bent over my desk to show me the picture she'd found. I tried to seem interested as she leaned on my desk with both arms and got chatty about the photo, but the way she was leaning made her nipples the last line of defense, clinging to the seam of her dress to keep her cleavage from spilling out in front of Double Penetration me. She leaned in to point out some detail, and if it had been any other day her dress never would have stayed on. When she shifted her shoulder both straps slipped off and dangled at her elbows, peeling away to reveal her nipples. But her sundress was still dripping wet and clung to the her body and the undersides of her free-hanging breasts. She was surprised and embarrassed; pulled back with a jolt and threw her arm across her tits while she frantically fixed her dress. I got up and walked around to her as she nervously spouted a string of excuses and dumped the contents back into her handbag. She froze when I put my hand on her shoulder, bein' as gentle as I could. I told her that while I didn't know if I could help her with the case, the least I could do was let her stay the night. “Where then?” he scoffs “Let’s go tattoo and begin.” Have you ever had hot wax poured on your clit before? We were two hot bodies: a priest and his penitent. Not at least until he had a shower! Nevertheless, he continued. But I was his age once and the only thing on my mind at that time was how quick I could get in a girls pants. That would be fitting. “Please call 9-1-1 and ask orgy for police and EMT’s while I bandage this guy’s wrist.” I wrapped the first towel tightly around the area where the blood flowed freely from his wound. Mom laughed and held out her arms. Jackie was right she only had one thing wrong. Her reaction was almost instantaneous, “Fuck yes. The hunting group moved away perpendicular to my route towards the mountains, so once my close call is over I proceed with growing confidence, creeping steadily from building to building to building. Alexie did the same for Ann. “She said see you on Sunday as she walked mmf Double Penetration out the door on Friday” I replied Two? Knowing time Big Tits was of the essence, she was sucking hard and fast, nearly as fast as I was going. I wondered through the crowd chatting to a few people here and there. At the bottom of the message board I see 4 texts from Angela and I open it: