Extreme gaping granny That’s cool, I thought to myself. I always thought the lieutenant was a horndog. He certainly filled out his trousers better than every other guy working in our small office.
I was curious, so I clicked the login form, and low and behold it filled in his username and password. His username was BruiserXXL, causing me to chuckle, then flush with heat in my crotch.
Extreme gaping granny I was really excited by what I saw: a pair of beautiful women being fucked by a well-hung stud. I took the tablet into the women’s room and fingered myself into oblivion. I rubbed my lips rhythmically and pinched my nipples though the blue uniform shirt. I brought myself to the brink of climaxing three times, but each time I got close, I would feel a rush of shame that kept my big-O at bay, shame about what I was doing.
Extreme gaping granny After a few minutes of trying unsuccessfully to butter my own muffin, I left the bathroom unfulfilled. I walked back to the lieutenant’s dark office to put his tablet back on his desk, and when I bent over to place it on is desk, I felt a the warmth and hardness of a man’s crotch rub against my butt. He was behind me in the dark.
Extreme gaping granny Instead of turning around to discover who the bulge belonged to, I reached back and started stroking it through the fabric of his dark police-issue trousers.
That just got me more aroused, so I began to push my ass back at his dick. While pulling down my pants and panties, I wiggled my ass cheeks back and forth across his big bulge.
Judging by the hardness of his erection, he liked it from behind, and he planted his long, thick rod between my cheeks, pulsing with warmth through his uniform.