Mature Women Exploring Same-sex Attraction

Moaning softly, a quick wince of pain, as they squeeze too hard, feeling the heat of the room, heating my body, inside and out. Beads of sweat forming under my hair on the nape of my neck and others beads, slipping down my chest, between the cleavage that barely existing and more at the crease of my thighs and body. A loud grunt punctuating each spurt of his jism. The tip of his tongue, licking the corner of his mouth. A story maybe I will hear later if I get time to talk with them for a few minutes or they have money to spend on me for a few minutes of my time. Putting down my blanket on the wall of a stall and then undoing the ties of my corset and pulling my skirt over my head to stand naked in the damp ground.