“Yes, you are definitely hard enough. Go and lie down on my desk!” She ordered. Toby sucking had no hesitation in lying down on his back; his cock pointing up like a flag pole. The way she ordered him around was quite a turn on. Mrs. Fox immediately followed and climbed onto the desk too; jumping up with ease despite her age. She then lifted her leg, straddling herself over him and lowered herself onto his cock; she was so wet that she just slid onto him, impaling herself onto his full length with no trouble at all. Mrs. Fox moaned in excitement as she started to grind herself against him, making sure he was as deep as she could get. She ground her mound against him, making her moans louder as she heightened her own arousal. It was also helping with Toby’s jerking too. As she gyrated against him, she tightened her muscles, pulling blowjob every bit of pleasure out of the situation. The way her pussy walls wrapped around his cock was incredible. The pov way the squeezing of her pelvic floor, contracted around the base of his cock was equally amazing. She was making sure that every part of her pussy had as tighter grip as possible around him, pleasuring every part of her snatch. Mrs. Fox didn’t just work out to keep in shape, she worked out to keep her sex life going as good as possible, and her pelvic floor exercises were clearly a daily routine. Toby was having so much fun, his erect cock inside a sexy, mature woman was better than he could ever imagine. Her experience meant she knew exactly what to do to wring every last handjob inch of pleasure out, with each subtle movement of her hips, shifting the position of his cock inside her to arouse a slightly different area. My cunt spasmed hard around his dick. Hands on my chest she began to rock up and blowjob down, her hips doing that swivel that Arabs seem to do so well. I could feel it with every thrust. I am left there to ponder what is going on with my wife. “You handjob did me, why can’t you at least meet Jada?” She was usually very bubbly and perky, sucking today she seemed very down, very distant and pre-occupied. My breathing slowed. About 10 minutes had passed and he was starting to slow down. “Errr yes, you look amazing. She nodded and smiled again. jerking She bit her lip in concentration, gave me a pov wink, and shifted herself downward; her hips swaying this way and that, her knees bending, her supporting arms trembling as she corkscrewed Brandon’s fist into her rim, the fleshy cuff wrapping gratefully about his wrist as the entrance narrowed around a lesser girth. "Uh, yeah," I said. *"Love it, sweet cheeks." "What!!" That’s something else I need to learn, isn’t it?”