Filing Aunty Up II

“YOU like this, Auntie?” Harper asked, his voice rough with exertion, his hips slamming into hers. “You like my cock inside you?”

“Yes! Oh, God, yes!” Deena cried, her voice hoarse, her hips bucking to meet his every thrust. Her orgasm was building, a tidal wave threatening to engulf her. The combined sensations, the sucking on her nipple, the rough handling of her breasts, the fingers still teasing her clit, and Harper’s relentless pounding, were pushing her ...