Latina Milf Betrays Husband For Secret Tinder Rendezvous

What’s the latest damage?”
“You remember when I went clubbing the other day?”
“And bought X and weed. Sex “Baby what are you doing?”
“Shut up whore! “Oh is the bitch crying?” He was mocking me again. After he’d tugged my bottoms down along with my panties, I could hear the sound of his belt being removed. “I am actually.” I confirmed. What about us?”
“Stop your screaming and we’ll talk…. There was an ease and gentleness this time. I rummaged through the items, choosing a pair of short pre-ripped denim shorts and a cream colored long sleeve lace stretch tee with a scooped neck. “OW! “Guess he’s not gonna be so rough after all.” I thought just before he slammed in all the way. Seconds passed with neither of us uttering a word. As I stared at the TV I started feeling horny as hell. Our kisses were demanding, but our bodies were patient. Take a seat at the table.”
Pulling out a chair, I sat facing him with my legs crossed. The belt came down harder this time. What about the other shit? I felt a sharp sting across both my ass cheeks.