With a loud buzz echoing in their ears, the big, antiquated doors of the freight elevator grind themselves open, revealing a grid like metal gate. I mean on my back…it’s so hard for me to reach back there!” she asks. The stud chuckles to himself with satisfaction. “Yeah…you know…missed out…you know…on all the sex…” she finally manages to reply reluctantly, looking down at her feet, and then quickly stealing a shy little glance at J.J. can feel all the blood instantly surging to his dick; it’s now obvious what Aaron and the MILF have planned for him…
“You’d better get going! He briefly considers not replying at all. How did this happen? “Then why not?” the stud circles back to his original question. “Then why not?” the stud circles back to his original question. Aaron is now almost beyond the point of endurance; his love worm is straining at his jean shorts.
