So, what’s the deal between you and him?I managed to mutter, trying discreetly to adjust my hardening cock in my mom granny pants.I could only imagine what she was dreaming.As I watched her sleep, I tried to imagine myself with MILF Zeke.It's beef and rice tonight.You would fuck your nigga’s girl just cause he locked down?I applied pressure as my fingers rubbed her swollen clit roughly.‘no one has ever treat me like this honey, but I love it, you know I’m yours so do what you want to me’I spanked her once more and then grabbed her hips and started to pull her down hard onto my cock.After briefly examining her backside, Alan leaned in to whisper something in her ear.I missed the first few words he said until I increased the volume on my laptop.I was being really vocal, up to the point that Aaron had to slap me across the face to shut me up.Strangely, when he did that, I started to get really close to that point of no return.There was nothing I coul do, or wanted to do.He popped off of my dick for a second, licking a hot, wet trail from my perineum, across my balls and all the way up to the mature throbbing purple head of my aching cock.'I'm going to suck you dry now.'SMACK!Dee sucked and played on my erection for several minutes while caressing my back, ass Solo and balls with her hands. It's different this granny time, she can sense it, like the day is different from the night. For this is the first time her hands touch his flesh, without a wall of fabric between them. She can picture the trail of moisture from the cloth. She can see the hairs stand in the wake. The friction of his skin, burns in her mind and teases at the whorls on the tips of her fingers. She feels her way confidently, unhurried, but hungrily, up Solo the inside of his thigh to his sex, knowing how he'll respond to her touch, watching her desire come to life in her palm.� She wraps her hand around him and feels him growing bolder to her play. His mature flesh tightens and mom thrums, filling up her grasp.� She loosens her grip to encompass him.� Hotter it feels, than she recalls and prouder it grows,� each inquisitive rub rewarding her efforts with the promise of something, mystical. He is hard and tight and she can feel his blood pulse in the flesh of her palm.� With a unique and fluid motion, she slips her dress up and over the curve of her hips,� rolls her long MILF slender leg over his torso and slowly lowers herself onto him, teasing his warm, flush, flesh deliberately against herself, feeling his boldness parting the folds of her gate.� Minutes pass, deliciously slow. She relishes every second of the feeling of their contact. The inching and building of their energies continue as she feels him press firmly into her heat. She grinds down and slinks lower, there's a gnaw and a tug and a reason to stop. She rolls forwards and back, the reason to stop disappears.