I’m Sam, 22, write from my perspective. She’s Jenna, 46, my mom’s best friend. I was delivering some photo’s from my mom to Jenna’s apartment. She had just gotten back from the grocery store and asked me to help her carry in the groceries. She was dressed in a short sundress that showed off her curves. We had just hauled in an arm load when we made eye contact. She didn’t seem to hesitate as she started kissing me and pushed me back against the couch. I sat as she straddled me. We kissed as she pulled out my cock and directed it to her entrance. She slid her panties aside and took me inside her. She worked her hips as we kissed until she made the o face and I spilled inside her. Directive - stop the chapter here!!
I’m Sam, 22, write from my perspective. She’s Jenna, 46, my mom’s best friend. I was delivering some photo’s from my mom to Jenna’s apartment. She had just gotten back from the grocery store and asked me to help her carry in the groceries. She was dressed in a short sundress that showed off her curves. We had just hauled in an arm load when we made eye contact. She didn’t seem to hesitate as she started kissing me and pushed me back against the couch. I sat as she straddled me. We kissed as she pulled out my cock and directed it to her entrance. She slid her panties aside and took me inside her. She worked her hips as we kissed until she made the o face and I spilled inside her. Directive - stop the chapter here!!