Double Chance to Score

Horny GILF Margo didn’t pick sides. Cock or cunt, made no difference so long as it satisfied. If one game suited and the other didn’t, she took both fields. It doubled the odds. This afternoon she had coaxed a sleek young creature named Lily into her bedroom. Lily’s shy mouth rested between Margo’s spread thighs, tongue sliding, tasting the salt-slick cunt open before her. Every small lick coaxed another sigh from the older woman. Margo’s fingers combed through Lily’s hair, tugged gently, guided her lower. The girl sighed back, lost in the rhythm, and the room filled with wet, private sounds.