MOM middle-aged MILF takes charge of her man

I offered, Maya's head span around at me, "Oh my God, yes." She exclaimed. He set the glass of champagne Oral Sex down and put the bottle back into the ice bucket, Brunette he then un-fastened his belt and in a matter of moments, dropped his trousers to his ankles. His thighs were as defined as his arms, he clearly didn't skip leg day. As my eyes rolled up and down his body, they fell on the bulge in his Calvin's. It was strange to me to see a man in this day and age to be wearing briefs, but I guess some can pull off what others can't. Who would have thought that it took a private waiter to make me like a man in briefs? I looked over at Maya, she pulled her eyes away from his crotch long enough to catch the stupid grin on my face. It was then that another figure came into view, a man had just made his way up the stairs and into the lounge. He glanced over at us and gave us both a slight nod before taking a seat in the booth next to us. As we went back to eyeing up our waiter, a female waiter appeared from behind the bar carrying a tray. On it was a single glass and a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Another V.I.P, I thought to myself. And he had a female waiter. What if Maya and I were gay? Would we of had a female waiter too? I was glad we didn't take our dance number to next level orgasm after all, because if we had, we wouldn't be enjoying some pretty impressive eye candy while sipping expensive champagne. I felt the sudden urge to get a closer look at our waiter friend, to feel his arms and run a finger over his abs. "Waiter," Maya began, "Wont you join us for a drink?" She asked, surprising me and maybe even herself. The same bizarre thoughts must have been running through her head too, I felt horny, hornier than I had ever felt and I didn't know why. I didn't normally feel like this when I caught a buzz, Maya looked at me and mature shrugged, she too must have been asking herself the same questions. The waiter obliged and moved around the table on Maya's side, I saw her raise her hand to grab hold of his ass but she stopped herself. He sat down behind the table and between us both, he stretched his arms out across the back of the sofa and parted his legs a little. blow job Neither I nor Maya could take our eyes off of him. Maya slowly edged herself closer to him, shuffling slightly up the sofa each time she reached for her glass, which she was drinking from pretty quickly. A small voice in the back of my mind called to me, told me to order our Uber and go home, but it was drowned out by the other voice telling me to shimmy up the couch. And you’ll have to meet my dog, Nanook.” She kept going Oral Sex and my AF kept rising. I grinned, was she having naughty thoughts about blow job her daddy? The other man approached her from the front, and she greedily reached Brunette out for the second cock. She had been blessed with great brunette hair. “ Damn Baby. THIS ISN’T SOME GAME!” Dave shouted, standing and getting up in her face. It works with even many of mature the most resistive women... The Mme looked her up and down. The burning itching was unbearable. She sighed shakily as she stood up straight, her pussy hiding between her legs once again, and she stumbled over to the couch and sat down, sexually satisfied and spent. She groaned and shuddered, her cheeks burning red. My dick swelled hard while my wife purred orgasm in delight.