Chapter 89 ~Ice on pussy~

• At the mention of that, Steve was troubled on his dick as he felt it push against his zipper. He still had pity on her over her divorce, most regrettably the guilt of getting her pregnant still hung over his neck.
• “Ma’am do you really want to do this, uh?” he asked and watched as she pleasured her nipples.
• “Why do you ask, Steve? Haven’t you been sucking my pussy from day one?” she queried, tossed away the cigar and shot her furious eyes at him.