Busty granny in black stockings fingering part2

Tegan braced herself against the sink as he pressed into her, feeling him grinding against her back as he now took both her breasts in his hands, twiddling her nipples until they grew hard then began tugging and squeezing them, causing her to whimper slightly. Now he ran his hands down her body under the apron pulling her away from the counter only to meet the resistance of the cord cinched at her waist. He quickly, almost granny frantically took a moment to pull the knot undone before resuming, running his fingers through the red curls of hair just above her otherwise hairless slit. Tegan threw a hand behind his neck as he kissed hers, holding on with her back arched as his probing fingers parted her lips and sought out her clit which responsively began to swell. Finding that she was a little dry and his skin somewhat rough he brought his fingers up to her lips and she clutched his hand, sucking at his finger and using her tongue to thoroughly dampen it with her spit before he slid his fingers back beneath her lower lips to play with her clit, occasionally bringing his fingers lower to try to draw moisture from her vagina as she began to grow wet from his forceful touch. Suddenly he pushed her forward so she was bent over the sink with one hand holding her down by her neck, her small chest pushed into the warm blowjob water in the sink soaking the apron. The other hand started to probe her from behind, a finger pushing inside her for a few seconds before being joined by another. She moaned, flushed in the cheeks as she submitted to the fingerfucking. After a minute of urgent fingering he apparently deemed that she was prepared enough and she heard the pop-pop-pop noise of a button fly being torn open seconds before a thick erection was plunged into her ready hole. She cried out as he took her by the hips and busty repositioned her so the front of her pelvis was on the counter – due to her height her dangling feet no longer touched the floor – and Fingering she braced herself against the sink’s splashback as he held her down and forced himself between her thighs, grunting as his meat sunk all the way into her body. As soon as he was properly positioned he began to thrust, no pretense or time wasted, he would fat draw out a little before slamming his rod all the way in, causing Tegan to gasp and pant with each thrust, her legs squirming and kicking helplessly at the air. He began to vary his pace, slowing and speeding up, Tegan assumed trying to pace himself to make the sex last as long as possible. To her it felt like it was going on forever as she struggled for balance, her upper body constantly splashing in the soapy water as he held her down. Abruptly the steady pistoning stopped and she felt her moist hole vacated. The man pulled her up from her prone position over the sink and bodily moved her. The kitchen was a blur and she felt lightheaded from the sudden movement but felt herself being placed, relatively carefully, on the dining table that occupied one corner of the kitchen. She looked up just as the wet apron was lifted exposing her wet skin to the air and then thrown across her face, conveniently blindfolding her momentarily as he took both her slender wrists in one hand, pinning them to the table above her head then sunk into her body again. Tegan bucked her hips and flailed her head, managing to shift the apron just enough to see her silent attacker and was unsurprised – but relieved – to see Sam’s grinning face above her. In this position his cock was hitting just the right spot, plus he was much more comfortable than being taken over the sink, and the fact that she wasn’t actually being raped was also doing a lot for how good this felt. A look of lust filled her eyes as she stared up at Sam but he was no longer looking at her face. Instead he was looking down at where their bodies joined, apparently focused on nothing but drilling her soft cunt for all it was worth. She cried out as his pace picked up, feeling his thick tool rapidly slithering in and out, his pubic hair grinding into her clit as their pubis’ mashed together. Realizing my fate for the week, I felt a warm tingle feeling of being owned by such an amazingly beautiful and sexually aggressive woman. "Ok, I… never took a dump on someone's chest after sex." “Well, the four of us were talking blowjob about this whole situation, and we don’t think it is fair to you to try and please us all sexually. When I put it on and lean forward with it fastened underneath the front part, the front part hangs forward leaving my breasts and pubis exposed. It felt so good, and then when you pumped me full of your seed, I became your boy daddy. One of the bad things about it was that the desk that I had to use didn’t have a modesty board and a couple of men that worked there could see my legs all the time. I felt her stiff nipple as she sighed Fingering in contentment. Oh my,” Layla said. "Where were you?" Looking busty into his eyes “honey my cunt feels wonderful”. Anyways...I was 14 when she walked in on fat me the first time. So good, so fucking good..." He felt her hand groping for his cock through his pants again and he gently eased away from her. She smiled comfortably at my answer, “Just so you know I’m not a granny total bitch, if you request that I go slower, or take my time, I’ll consider it, but it’s up to me, not you.” I like the fact that my cock was the main attraction and received your awesome blowjob while the guest cock was merely a supplemental toy and just got your talented clean up at the end. Anju loved this. “No, not you,” I groaned. I got into the bed and centered myself between her spread legs.