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Grace vacillated momentarily, caught between chagrin at being taken off guard, gratitude for the assistance, and a momentary fear someone would notice how wet she was. Then she remembered mature they'd see only nondescript shorts and T-shirt, and vowed Jeni wasn't going to beat her here. The redhead extended herself, as if she were in a dive, going for every last fraction of an inch and trusting the hand behind her to keep her upright. "Good girl," the trainer complemented her, his voice soft beside her ear, "but you can do more -- don't forget your toes!" His hand shifted slightly higher, to the small of her back, but then its mate caught Grace between her legs and lifted, urging her higher. She couldn't help blushing, MILF fighting the urge to let all of the tone go out of her legs and let herself be impaled on those fingers that were just grazing the entrance to her molten core. Instead, Grace pushed higher, straightening en pointe like a ballerina, and prayed he wouldn't think she was just sweating -- God, she'd die of embarrassment! "And hold -- excellent. Relax." That tantalizing touch lessened in force and then retreated fractionally, urging her body to follow it. Grace realized she'd closed her eyes and opened them again, to see Jeni grinning at her. "See? I told you this wasn't hard!" the brunette chortled. "A little focus, please?" reproved the trainer who was spotting for Jeni. Her trainer spoke gruffly but without emotion, as if the exchange were beneath him. "And again: stretch!" His hand moved firmly upwards, fingers dipping ever so slightly between Grace's folds, before her reaction carried her body higher and momentarily free of him. She poised, trembling with concentration, proud that she was holding position with less assistance rough fuck this time, and hoped she wouldn't have to stay there too long. Almost at the point Grace feared she might collapse, the "and relax" released her. Her tired legs took her down a little faster than she'd intended, driving those fingers ever so slightly into her before the trainer matched her rate of descent. "Good," the man acknowledged, sounding pleased. "Now, let's continue to repeat, but without the pauses. Stretch" -- his fingers prodded her -- "and relax, three. Stretch, and four." Both girls were breathing deeply, and a thin sheen of perspiration allowed Grace's body to slide easily along the pole. Her nipples felt ready to Busty Milf burst as she chased those fingers up and down, and once she Hardcore thought she felt Jeni's nipple brushing against her own. The men surrounding them moved closer, and Grace felt her trainer shifting his hand on her back again. At the end of the tenth repetition, Grace's dripping pussy hard sex encountered something bulbous and much larger than a finger. "Oh!" she gasped, feeling the head of the trainer's penis spread her lips as she came down onto her heels. "And stretch!" he hissed, his breath warm on the back of Grace's neck. She pushed herself reflexively off his erection, astonished at her reaction. Aslaug had been right he could be human again. The spirits of evocation flocked to him. “ By looking at her, you would never mature know she had a very high sex drive, or the naughty streak that ran through her veins. “I see... “ She twirled her drink around before taking another sip. Prem held his friend’s horny mother by her ample hips as she clung to him and rammed his final thrusts before spurting out hotly into her receptive cunt. Well, ‘going with Molly.’ It didn’t really count as going with her, seeing as she had no idea I was there. I hate riddles; just tell me what it is YOU want me to do, I'll take it from there." Then, she didn’t need to imagine. She smiled as she gave me a thumbs-up. Team up?” He adds. The three are all located in the South. “After that it was like she had turned on a switch, we would have some wine then mom would start more stories of when and how you made love. Ramona was somewhat reticent in speaking, but friendly in her manner. Her tangy passion coated my lips and chin. I let Busty Milf it sprout into a dick. I will explain to the staff that this has been suggested by Jack’s therapist and if anybody has a problem with it, to come rough fuck see me.” Love all your cum. Open your mouth. "Please, Michael," she advised, "just be good and cooperate. Ever since I was a little girl, whenever my Dad spanked me for being a bad girl, I used to get these funny feelings, not the pain, but I suppose that that must have had something to do with it. Again he had me wear only an almost obscene dress and heels. Now the behavior of the salesmen becomes more confident. You are soon covered in sweat and strip your shirt off. Running my hand, softly, along the center of her back, from the base of her neck to hard sex her ass, letting my hand round the curve of her hip and brush her bald pussy lips before running back up to the top of her hips, resting at the small of her back. I came prepares with the things that I’d need in waterproof pouches and I parked the jet-ski where I had Hardcore the last time I’d arrived there by jet-ski. “Faster.” Putting her book down with a sigh she went to the cabin door and looked out the window. Mrs. Vargas MILF spends a moment tugging on the fabric to make sure it drapes over her genitals and pert breasts. He pushed the head against the lips and felt them part and then the head of his cock was inside her. “Is it?” He asked. He felt absolutely shattered, “Sorry,” he said. Her hair hang loosely around her shoulders, and her lips were blood red.