Theresa slid onto his lap, giggling as his long gray beard tickled her boobs when his huge arm encircled her waist. XXX Ed moved his hips slightly and the bulbous head began to disappear into her cunt. The girls moved around the table, touching the men lightly, pouring whiskey, and lighting cigars. They both began to orgasm at the same time, Richard holding his cock deep in the pale brunette as he rubbed the hood of her clit. “She really got me off man.” Jeff replied, a warm wet towel in hand. “Is this her first black cock?” the older biker asked. “She really got me off man.” Jeff replied, a warm wet towel in hand. Jeff was my guest from the Black motorcycle club our MC was building a relationship with. The club’s sixty-seven-year-old bookkeeper began to stroke her mouth, both hands holding her head.
