Mylf – Beefy Assed Ivy Lebelle Sits On Sneaky Young Stud’s Face And Makes Him Eat Her Plump Milf Pussy
Ivy’s Aged Delights: A Heated Ride
Damn, I was pumped. I was about to a taste of Ivy Lebelle’s older pussy, and I couldn’t contain my jubilation. Ivy was a stunner, a milf with curves that could make a man forget his own name. Her rack were like melons, and her ass was a masterpiece, round and plump, just begging to be smothered. I couldn’t wait to bury my face between her thighs and delight on her old pussy.
The Encounter
We met at a local bar, and it was clear from the get-go that Ivy was a woman who knew what she wanted. She had a smoldering gaze and a smile that could melt ice. She flirted with me, teasing me with glimpses of her cleavage and the occasional thigh-slip. I was hooked.
We ended up back at her place, and I was blown away by the sight of her bedroom. It was a haven of luxury, with plush velvet curtains, a four-poster bed, and a lofty mirror that reflected our every move. Ivy was a beauty who loved to be watched, and I was more than happy to oblige.
The Gift Plugs in
Ivy wasted no time in undressing, revealing her perfect physique. She was a sight to behold, her skin smooth and golden, her nipples hard and inviting. But it was her pussy that really caught my eye. It was older, yes, but ripe and delicious, with a few gray hairs that only added to its allure. I couldn’t wait to taste it.
Ivy laid back on the bed, her legs spread wide, inviting me in. I could smell her, a heady mix of sweat and perfume, and I was hungry. I dived in, my tongue licking and exploring every inch of her old pussy. She moaned and writhed beneath me, her fingers gripping the sheets as she rode my tongue.
The Main Event
But I wasn’t just there for the pussy. Ivy’s ass was a work of art, and I couldn’t resist the urge to smother it. I pressed my face into it, inhaling her scent, the softness of her skin sending shivers down my spine. I licked and kissed, my tongue tracing the curve of her ass, savoring every inch.
Ivy was warm every minute of it. She pushed her ass against my face, grinding her pussy against my mouth, her moans growing louder and more desperate. I could feel her ejaculate building, and I was right there with her, my own desire reaching a excitation pitch.
The Orgasm
We exploded together, our bodies bowered in a horny dance. Ivy’s coming was like a thunderstorm, her bod trembling and shaking as she came. I could feel her pussy clenching around my tongue, the taste of her sweet juices on my lips. It was a moment I would never forget.
Disclaimer: This story is intended for adults only. It contains explicit language and coitalillicit content.