Tyr
Pulsar
- Joined
- May 17, 2009
- Location
- California
The more the woman verbalized her desires, the more Mike gave it to her, answer not with words but with his large young cock. April was just exactly the kind of woman, Mike loved to fuck, a mature gorgeous sex starved want-a-be slut. The kind of woman, he knew would want to come back for more. If his guess were right, this wouldn’t be the last time; he buried his cock in her. Just look at her Mike thought, at first she’d been a reluctant, passive participant in her infidelity, but now she was grinding her hip, meeting him thrust for thrust, like some bitch in heat. Just the kind of girl Mike liked.
I’m going to fuck you again you know that, don’t you?
Mike felt the pressure building in his balls with each thrust. The front of his leather pants splattered in her juices, his cock slick as it ploughed into her.
Maybe not today, but in a few more days, you’re going to call, begging me to pack that little pussy of yours full with my hard cock.
Smack, smack, smack he fucked her, his toned younger body assaulting her with ruthless intent of making them both cum. The closer he got, the more he pressed her against the car, knowing he wanted to be buried in her when he came. Mike wanted to leave her with a reminder of what they’d done, and nothing did it so well as depositing one’s seed in another man’s woman. The very action spoke of her betrayal, her infidelity, her desire to be with another man, he need for sexual fulfillment outside the bounds of marriage. And so Mike began a primal groan, almost a howl, as he began to pump his hot seed into April.
I’m going to fuck you again you know that, don’t you?
Mike felt the pressure building in his balls with each thrust. The front of his leather pants splattered in her juices, his cock slick as it ploughed into her.
Maybe not today, but in a few more days, you’re going to call, begging me to pack that little pussy of yours full with my hard cock.
Smack, smack, smack he fucked her, his toned younger body assaulting her with ruthless intent of making them both cum. The closer he got, the more he pressed her against the car, knowing he wanted to be buried in her when he came. Mike wanted to leave her with a reminder of what they’d done, and nothing did it so well as depositing one’s seed in another man’s woman. The very action spoke of her betrayal, her infidelity, her desire to be with another man, he need for sexual fulfillment outside the bounds of marriage. And so Mike began a primal groan, almost a howl, as he began to pump his hot seed into April.