She looked back over her shoulder and asked, “What do you want me to do, Chahlie? Free black porn His sperm did not fly as far as it did when he was 20, but it shot far enough to scatter drops on her from her pussy to her face. “You haven’t seen this for almost thirty years, either.”
She smiled and whispered, “Show me, Chahlie. “You want me to?”
She smirked at him coyly. He cupped her mound again, and there was moisture there. He gasped and stared at her in delight. “I promise,” she said quietly. “When can we meet again?” she asked. He stroked her secret hair and held her close. “Thank you, Chahlie,” she whispered. When he slid his hand over her smooth belly and below her waist inside them, she murmured softly, “Don’t–”
“I know,” he whispered. “All right.” He continued to fondle her beneath the shirt, and she lifted her chest to his hands as they cuddled and kissed deeply. A very old wound had finally had the poison drawn from it, and now it could heal.
