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“Yes.” “Uhn…Oh gawd, yes Evan! Stroke yourself right now! Unhhhh…” Evan’s hand was a blur as it flew from the rail and gripped his cock. He could feel her warmth spilling over his leg as Catherine slammed back and forth over it. Her eyes flashed open as her fingers still worked feverishly. With only mature adult just a few strokes Evan’s legs mature nude women tensed tightly and the first thick stream of white cum exploded from his purple head. “Oh yes! Catherine shuddered and shook violently atop Evan’s leg as each heavy bolt of cum shot out from his cock. Evan was sure she was coming but her forceful thrashing almost mature women tgp frightened him as his orgasm was at last released. He came very mature nude women hard. His heavy thick cum splashed high up onto his chest and shoulders. Pulse after pulse flowed from him until his downy pubic hairs were covered in his sticky white juice. Evan gasped for breath. Catherine’s hands now flat on Evan’s naked old women chest as her hips slowly rolled against Evan’s thigh. Her body twitched and jerked. The warm rumbling waves mature nude women her subsiding orgasm splashed over her body. She hadn’t anticipated how hungry she would become. How much this want would grow into an animalistic need. The last of the intense pleasures rippled over mature adults entertainment her flesh and she smiled knowing they’d both be better off now. Knowing they’d both be better prepared for what was to come. Her hand tenderly stroked Evan’s soft boyish cheek as she allowed his leg to settle to the bed. “Better now?” Catherine’s tone warm and almost motherly. Evan only nodded then glanced mature nudes at his cum-covered body. The raging hard on he’d had only moments before had shrank into fleshy semi-erectness that still twitched and bucked. Catherine could see the look in his eye. “Don’t be disappointed. You’re going to get what you want. Only now you’ll be able to really enjoy it.” She smiled warmly as her finger twirled his pearly cum around his nipple. She watched it swell in response and knew this youthful lover wouldn’t need long to recover. She reached down, grabbed Evan’s T-shirt from the floor, and offered it to him. Her eyes glanced from the shirt to his wet chest. “Go ahead now, clean yourself off.” Evan reached for the shirt a bit apprehensively and Catherine giggled. “It’s okay Evan, I’ll wash it. Besides, that’s what you use at home right? Or should I get you a sock?” Evan’s cheeks blazed a crimson red. He took the shirt and wiped his cooling seed from his chest and belly. “That’s a good boy.” Catherine took the wet shirt from him. She wasn’t sure just how long it would take before she had him hard again but very much wanted to speed the process along. She knew she had to keep him interested. “Do you want to look at it? Maybe even touch it?”

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