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Chapter 311 by hambo hambo

What's next?

She tries to satisfy herself

Whimpering in frustration, Michelle tosses her soaked rag away and slowly slides to the floor.

She's horny and lonely and just needs to cum, she doesn't care from where.

The older and bolder woman runs her hand over her saggy, aged body, caressing herself as she tries to just live in the moment and enjoy herself.

She plays with her nipples and closes her eyes, imagining its Chad groping her. She bites her lip and moans as her cunny honey leaks from her lower lips and onto the cheap vinyl title floor.

Her hands continue to wander, fluttering across her belly and down to her grand prize - her wet, willing, and wanting pussy. She pinches her clit as she slips one, two, then three fingers into her hungry hole as she pretends its Chad taking her.

The sound of wet *schlicking* echoes through the run-down trailer as her needy, naughty scent fills the air.

"OOOOOOOH! OOOOOOH CHAD! FILL ME UP! TAKE ME!" She cries as she hears a loud pounding at the patio door.

Michelle's eyes shoot open as her latest attempt at an orgasm is ruined. Her blood starts to boil at being interrupted yet again when another realization sends a chill down her spine and makes her heart skip a beat - she forgot to draw the curtails or close any of the windows in the trailer!

Oh dear. Who has heard and / or seen Michelle now?

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