Elvis gave a snort and rolled over. “It kinda feels nice”
“You sound surprised. xxx sex “Thanks, I needed that,” she murmured sleepily. Another sigh escaped her lips and a low groan escaped mine—her ass felt like heaven wrapped around my pecker. With my balls resting on her cooch, I asked her, “See, that ain’t so bad?”
“No,” she admitted. I rolled over on my back, carrying her with me, almost touching her fat, dead-to-the-world husband. Then she collapsed on my chest, her pillowy breasts rubbing against me as she panted into my neck. “Now cream my backdoor with your spunk!”
With a loud whoop, I erupted inside her backdoor, my entire body tensing as my pleasure poured out of me into her tight ass. I pushed into her hole, as tight as a virgin’s cunt, and slid my pecker all the way into her. My balls slapped loudly on her cunt, the bed rocking to the rhythm of our rutting. “Nothin’,” she answered, her voice strained as her ass spasmed on my cock. “You can come haunt me anytime, Ghost.”
“Sure thang, sweetness,” I answered her. With a grunt, I sprayed her mouth. When was the last time you and your husband got down and dirty.”
“I gave him a handjob just this mornin’.”
“That’s it, a handjob? Go back to sleep.”
“A’ight, sugar,” he muttered, then started snoring again. Her hands batted at mine.
