Adult Blogger: SIMPLE FUCKS happened yet." Mrs. Morgan lifted herself from Dan's lap and dropped to her knees before the couch, slipping her sleeveless top off, letting it fall to the ground behind her. On her haunches now, she reached for the zipper on his pants, and Dan enjoyed the firm, gelatin-feel of her tits as they squished against his knees. He instantly spread his legs to give her access. Dan watched as her French-manicured nails found his zipper, expertly pulling it down. She used her thumb and forefinger to release the button above the zipper, and parted the tops of his pants. She raised herself off her haunches, and smiled lewdly up at him.
"Can I play with your cock, young man?" Without waiting for an answer, Mrs. Morgan's hand snaked inside his boxers. Dan moaned and closed his eyes as he felt her long, cool fingers wrap around his overheated cock. But as soon as she had made contact, she removed her hand. She tugged hard at Dan's pants, and he got the hint. As he lifted his rear off the cushion, Mrs. Morgan pulled his pants and boxers down in one, clean effort. She bent further down to pull off his shoes and slid the pants over his feet, but her eyes never left the cock that stood upright, waiting for her attention.
