“Brian?” Pattie said awkwardly. Desi sex She pushed me away just as I started cumming, great spurts of stuff all over that bloody rug. “She doesn’t need to dear she’s obviously your girlfriend,” mother said. “You’ll have to go down on me and bring me off!” she said, “I need to cum Brian!”
“I’m pretty good with my fingers,” I said, “But Pattie,” I added, “I’m getting hard again.”
“Good,” she said, “Forget the Coffee let’s go to bed.”
We raced upstairs, she flung back the duvet on the spare bed and lay back with her arms outstretched as I followed and gently eased her thighs apart with my knees before ducking my head to kiss her, she held me firmly, her eyes sparkled now, her whole body taut with anticipation ready to relax and let me claim her, and she reached between us to guide my straining erection into her sopping hole.
