threaten to leave

"You want me to leave you like this, old man? Flat on your back with your dickie rocketing out of your shorts?" you ask, straddling him as you wrangle his hardon from his polyester slacks.

"No, no, please don't!" he says, his arms waving wildly.

"Good. Then just lay back and let me enjoy the ride!" you scold as you fill your pussy with the prone man's shaking shaft.

You begin to hump up and down merrily on the shoe salesman. You look down at his face and smile as you see him looking hypnotized by the bounce of your lush melons underneath your thin summer sundress.

Your gyrations increase as you reach your peak. You listen to the man groan in near silent ecstacy as he cums inside the clenching walls of your vagina.

"My, I am a mess, aren't I?" you say to yourself as you lift your hem and show him your cum-leaking pussy.

"But you'll take care of that, won't you?" you say without really asking. You casually drop your oozing pussy on top of his mouth, his top half hidden under your dress. You feel the tormented man's mouth go to work, lapping his jizz from your loins.

Moments later, you get up from him, fresh and clean."Toodles!" you say as you wave goodbye to the still prone man.