As she works on you, Maeva keeps one hand on your hip to steady herself while the other reaches down and begins to fondle your balls. Her touch is light at first, teasingly rolling them from side to side before increasing in pressure. She expertly massages them, eliciting moans of pleasure from deep within your throat.
Her sucking intensifies as you near the edge, her lips vibrating around your cock as she builds up speed. "That's it, Val," she whispers into your ear. "
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You feel an impossibly tight sensation building at the base of your cock, and then a hot rush of release surges through you as you shoot your load down her throat. Maeva moans loudly around your softening member, swallowing every last drop before pulling back to gaze up at you with an almost predatory glint in her eye.
"Not bad," she says, licking her lips. "But next time, I want you to give me everything you've got.
Sus labios rozan la punta de su pene, luego lo chupan con fuerza. Matthew gime y arquea la espalda, sorprendido por el intenso placer que siente. Maeva suelta un ronco murmullo alrededor de él y empieza a moverse lentamente en su boca. Su lengua le acaricia la cabeza, haciéndole cosquillas en el glande.
Q rico lo chupa
El alley boy jadea y se mueve más deprisa contra su boca, embriagado por la sensación de placer que experimenta. Maeva le agarra el cabello y lo empuja ligeramente para mantenerlo quieto mientras continua con su experta técnica.
"Thank you, Mother," Maeva says, leaning forward to kiss the elderly woman's cheek. "I'll be up soon." With one last look in your direction, she stands and follows Little Sister down a hallway toward her bedroom, closing the door quietly behind them.
The old woman smiles warmly at you before moving to sit in a rocking chair near the fireplace. "Please," she says, motioning for you to take a seat on the couch beside Little Sister, "make yourself comfortable."
Do you like young cock old lady
The old woman glances at you with a mix of curiosity and amusement. "Young man," she says gently, "I'm not that old. My name is Grandmother. And I have no interest in such things." She pats the cushion beside her invitingly. "Why don't you come sit here and tell me about yourself?"
You guide your cock towards its target, pushing past the folds of skin and into her heat. She moans loudly as you fill her up, hips bucking wildly against yours in search of deeper penetration. Her nails scrape down your back, leaving trails of fire across your skin.
"Fuck me," she gasps, "fuck me so hard." You obey, thrusting into her over and over again, losing yourself in the sensation of being inside this incredible woman.
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Her orgasm hits her like a freight train, body tensing and muscles clenching around your cock as she cries out your name. It sends you spiraling over the edge as well, your hips jerking violently as you release yourself into her. She holds onto you tightly, refusing to let go even as your seed spills from her body.
Her breath hitches as she feels you moan her name into the crook of her neck. Her body shudders with need and desire, every inch of skin tingling and alive. With a soft cry, Maeva comes hard, her muscles tensing and relaxing in rapid succession as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.
Her hips buck against yours, grinding her clit against your shaft as she rides out the orgasm.
Mmmmmm mommy
Her breath comes in short gasps as she feels your cock twitch inside her hand. With a satisfied smile curving her lips, she gives one final squeeze before releasing you from her grasp. "Well done," she purrs, leaning back to look at you with satisfaction in her eyes.
Her fingers trail up your chest and down your neck, tracing lazy circles as she enjoys the afterglow of your orgasm and hers. "I think that calls for a reward,"
Our post-coital cuddle feels warm and comforting, despite the chill of the alley wrapping around us. As I nestle my head against your shoulder, I can't help but feel a pang of guilt at the thought that this might be one of our last moments together.
The knowledge that you may never see me again doesn't seem to bother you as much as it does me.
it came from a boy she sucked off that tasted like acid. he since has died. Auntie has since made it through and only gives me her "special lessons"
I smile weakly, trying not to think about the implications of what you've just said. Instead, I focus on the present moment, relishing in the feel of your strong arms around me and the scent of your skin. As you drift off to sleep, my fingers idly trace patterns on your chest, lost in thought.
Days turn into weeks, and we continue our secret trysts. You grow bolder with each encounter, eager to please your "Auntie" however she desires.