Reality Porn Blog: MILF NEXT DOOR pushed him away from me and stood up. He sat on the bed. I came towards him, so that I stood between his open legs. I pulled off my dress. He looked at my body appreciatively. He pulled off his tee-shirt. His body was almost hairless, except for a few downy hairs on his chest, and in a line down from his navel to his belt-line.
"I like that brassiere," he said, reaching to unclasp it. My breasts hung free. He leaned forwards. I held his smooth shoulders while he kissed them, all over.
I placed one knee on the edge of the bed, and slid it gently forward till it pushed against his groin. I bent over him slowly, till I lay on top of him. I wriggled gently on him. He was smooth and slippery with our sweat. So different to my Mack, whose chest was covered with wiry gray hairs that tickled and abraded almost like sandpaper.
