“I’m cumming, oh God I’m cumming,” she yelled. “Oh, by the way,” she said as she stepped through the door, “Daddy said to say we are having a barbecue tomorrow evening and would you like to come? Porn sex “I must get back. And with that she went over the edge and wailed and shrieked, I could feel her ass pulsing around my finger, her hips shaking uncontrollably. We walked through the lounge and I opened the patio doors so she could go into my garden and retrieve the small football. “That made me really wet. It was perfect, pink, delicate, the thinnest of lips being pulled open by her arousal and her position. “That made me really wet. I opened the door and there stood in front of me was Molly, wearing just a short thin cotton dress and flip-flops. As she came back into the house she said “Sorry about that Mr Peterson.” She looked right at my crotch, licked her lips and grinned. Her pussy was leaking her sweet juices and mixing with my saliva, dribbling down between her ass cheeks. Would you like to taste me?”
Moving over to the sofa, she sat with her bum on the very edge and lifted her legs up, holding them up and wide open with her hands behind her knees.
