Adult Blogger: SOLO BANG sensed that Mrs. Morgan was nearing orgasm when she suddenly clasped a dainty, manicured hand over the hand that was rubbing her cunt. "Enough," she breathed. "I don't want to cum yet. I need something in me. Fuck me." Mrs. Morgan tried to climb off Dan's lap, but he held her tight.
"I'm not even undressed yet," he whispered hotly into her ear, reaching for the wine bottle that stood on the side table. "But I'll get something in you, you fuckin' slut."
Mrs. Morgan saw Dan reach for the wine bottle, and let out a low, guttural laugh. "My, my. You are a perverted young man, aren't you?" she asked rhetorically. Holding the bottle about halfway down the neck, Dan brought it between her legs and let the top part of the neck nestle between her sopping cunt lips. He slid it up and down to lubricate it, occasionally angling the mouth against her clit. Each time the now-warm glass nudged against her distended clit, she shuddered and let loose a soft whimper.
