Mrs. Robinson Fill My Belly

Description

When Mrs. Robinson invited me to dinner, just the two of us, I sensed something was off.

Throughout the meal, she kept probing me with questions about what I’d do if she were pregnant or if she became pregnant. She mentioned missing her last period but assured me she was “pretty sure” everything was fine.

Back at my hotel, as things heated up, she brought it up again, asking if she should tell her husband or let him believe the baby was his.
She wouldn’t stop talking about it. I could tell the whole thing was turnng her on. By the time she sat on my fat cock, you can see her wetness all over my cock and running down the sides of it. S

he was so wet that I easily slid deep inside her, and each time I hit that spot, she let out a low, throaty moan.

She started by riding me, but we soon switched to missionary. All her talk about babies had me fixated on finishing strong. I had her move into a pronebone position to go as deep as possible. I thrust hard and deep, and when I came, I knew she would have a hard time get it all out. My cock was still spasming inside of her when she says “give me a baby” or something like that.