I can t be arsed to think of one
Her mother stood in the doorway watching her as she jerked about on the duvet, writhing and twisting and finally with a strangled moan arched her arse off the bed and climaxed! 'Feeling better for that Shaz?' she asked. She stood there in the doorway in a black leather micro skirt and black hold-ups and a black sleeveless T-shirt beneath which it was very obvious she wore no bra. Her 38D tits stuck out perkily and her nipples were hard and erect as they always were when she...