Man, her in this position—bent and spread wide, thick body on full display, thighs parted revealing heaven, pussy dripping thick, ass cheeks spread—while my dick touched her wet pussy, head sliding through the mess, it was fucking perfect.
Her son was waiting for her answer—but her eyes were just locked on my cock trying to enter her pussy, watching desperate as the big head stretched her entrance, her pussy felt tighter now, resisting from the shame of talking to her son, clenching hard like guilt made the grip hotter, but my cock felt better with every push, velvet fire milking me.
She got the courage to answer back—"I'll come soon, baby… I'll get back on the next train…" she said, looking straight at my dick, voice shaky, breath hitching as I pressed the head in slow.
I pushed in the head—"Ahh…" I moaned low so her son wouldn't hear, feeling her walls grip fire-hot instant.
