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The following morning, Chris and his sister jawed over breakfast. He told Jill he was going to see Sue that afternoon and true to his agreement, he waited for Jill's response. He had expected anger, but she simply wished him a good time. Drunk Milf Fucking Chris had been away from Sue for two and a half days. They were still in their honeymoon stage and two days seemed like forever.
The moment he knocked on Sue's door, they were in each other's arms. Chris couldn't wait to get their clothes off. Sue stripped him as she pulled him into the bedroom. In seconds, they were on the bed feeling each other's charms as their tongues battled for supremacy. Drunk Milf Fucking Chris hard and erect, Sue wet and swollen, their hands rubbed and clasped each other's sex. She stroked his cock; he fingered her cunt. Sue whispered in his ear, "Sixty-nine with me. I want to suck your cock while I give you a good cunt kissing."
Chris was immediately on his back with a pillow folded, half-tucked under his head. Sue straddled him, her sex fully exposed to his view, the slight hairiness around her pubes, the swollen outer lips, the pinkish-brown inner lips that gaped slightly to show a hint of red, ready for his assault. Chris could smell Sue's aroma. The musky scent of a highly aroused woman wafted around him. Drunk Milf Fucking The texture of her folds was exquisite and Chris realized they were ready for his assault. What he saw was everything a woman could consciously or unconsciously do to prepare herself for her man. No wonder he found her cunt so beautiful. It had opened like a flower with dew on its petals for him; no other reason, it was for him. How could any man turn away from such beauty? Chris' cock throbbed with desire. He didn't think women enjoyed visual display as much as men, but hopefully, they enjoyed the feel of sex even more.
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