He had scuttled back to the Janitors lodge before Gwen retired to bed. These bimbo’s were hardly worth his attention, but they would be a handy screw if the occasion ever presented its self. Blowjob sex She revelled in the afterglow of her climax and idly thought she would need to change the sheets. The evening air was cooling rapidly. Pressing them together as if beckoning him to tit-fuck her. Perhaps she should have checked the chain on the door. Would you believe that, she hasn’t been here more than a few minutes and already, she’s offering her self. Getting a score, recently discovered or hidden for centuries gave her a thrill. Then he inserted, two fingers, hooking them slightly, feeling her warmth and slickness of her silken hole and the slightly ribbed pad of her ‘G’ spot.
