I called out a couple of times but he didn’t
reply so I marched down the corridor to his room. xxx 18 “Get on with it, slag.” He panted as his long brown cock twitched in front of my face. I flinched but didn’t move. When I was content that there was no more left to come out I released his still stiff cock from my grasp and lay back on the sofa legs wide apart and tits on full show with a self-satisfied grin on my spunk covered lips. This, sadly, has not been on a regular basis; but a woman has needs which can’t always be satisfied with her fingers or ‘old faithful’ (a 7 inch vibrater).
