1. Lesley part 19.


    Date: 7/14/2015, Categories: BDSM, Masturbation, Mature, Author: Les1111, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    zoomed in closer and watched and picked up the noise of her squelchy juiced up fuck pot. He panned up to her breasts and nipped one nipple on camera and then moved up to her face to show the delirium she was so obviously feeling. &#034Keep fingering ya slut cunt till ah tell yee tae stop, am gonna just send these tae Mary.&#034 He watched her rub her clit and finger her pussy...even managing to touch her nipples now, even though they still smarted from his slaps. He looked away and scrolled down the various pictures and video taken....put them in a new file, added a message, and after pushing a few icons it was ready to send to its intended recipient. &#034Keep going gurrrl. The stickier that honey pot gets, the less it'll hurt yee when I push it in...&#034 Her eyes were open as he held the quite obscene piece of bl**d filled flesh she had ever seen. &#034It's gonna hurt like fuck at first....but dinna worry me little fuck slut...ya gonna be beggin me for more...hehehe. All you cunts are the same...ya shout stop...when all yee mean is 'don't stop'. Hehe.&#034 He checked the phone and pressed send, and all Lesley heard was a 'whoosh' as the message left to go to Mary's phone. Or so she thought. Ooooo Rob had the Merry Widows legs over his shoulders, and had just shot his first load into her very willing but dry pussy. 'Not bad at all...for an old bird' he thought. She had arrived and had dispensed with small talk almost straight away. She told him she was still in mourning, ...
    but was needing her itch scratched and hoped that Rob was the man to do it. His reputation as a cocksman was legendary in the grey brigade, and and he'd helped many an older girl out with sex problems. Many men lost the urge for sex much earlier than their women did. Even with pills they just couldn't be bothered or lacked energy to fulfil their duties and satisfy their still active spouses. Long may it last was Robs hope. Mavis was used to sex regularly and, Terry being 4 years younger than her own age of 64, was up to it. He had made love to his wife at least twice a week until he had a sudden heart attack and died. Mavis loved him like crazy, couldn't replace him, but she needed some cock, and needed it soon...Enter....Rob Brownlee. She needed a little help in lubrication, as her juices didn't flow as well as they had done in earlier life. That was no problem to Rob and he had prepared her well for her sex life to continue. He looked down at the contented look on her face and knew that she would be back for more. Her body was in damned fine shape for her age and wondered if she would be as gullible as Lesley had been. He envisioned her with tats all over her body and various pieces of gold, adorning nipples and clits. He smiled. And doubted it. She was desperate, but not stupid. She had made it clear that this was of mutual benefit to them both, but only for sex. She wasn't wanting a relationship to develop...only a good hard cock. Robs speciality. She was quite agile and ...
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