Becky and the Elders
The doorbell forced Becky out of her reverie. Last night had really been something. She had met this guy at a local bar and they had made a night of it. He had fucked her 4 times and Becky had cum at least twice as often. The thought of his huge cock pounding her was enough to send shivers through her body now. Bleary-eyed she made her way to the front door.?Hello, Becky.?The man was in his fifties with a slight paunch and a serious expression on his normally smiling face.?Hello, Mr Walker,?...