Bathing fun

Snake's hand reached under Mrs. Grayson's dripping skirt. He pushed aside her bloomers and found her pussy. It was wet and slick, not just from the hot, soapy bathwater, but from the rich flow soaking out of her slit. One and then two fingers slid into her; she moaned.

Snake turned the lady around. He bent her over. His huge, hard cock speared Janice's pussy. He pushed foward. His cock plowed into her.

"Oh, God!" Mrs. Grayson moaned. Her late husband, the only man who ever fucked her, had never reached the depths this young cowboy just touched. Her knees felt weak.

Snake reached around the young widow. One hand found a firm breast hanging from her wet blouse. He began toying with her nipple, teasing it to hardness. His other hand wrapped around her waist and lifted her skirt. His fingers quickly latched onto Janice's engorged, pouty, clit. He squeezed and twisted gently. His cock fucked slowly in and out of the slick pussy.

"Oh! Oh! Oh my God!" Mrs. Grayson quivered and moaned, her body shook as an orgasm ripped through her belly.

Snake drove into the woman harder. She began to gasp with each hard thrust. Her body began trembling again. She could feel another wave of pleasure sweep over her. Snake plowed into her hard. He held still. She could feel the hot rush of cum filling her pussy.

Janice Grayson let Snake's cock slip from her pussy. She turned to him and kissed him fully on the lips. Her lips opened as his tongue wormed into her mouth. Her hand brushed against his cock. It was still hard.