Chapter 5620 Flesh For Fantasy:>Ep17

Linda was moaning, one hand pressing Matt's face into her pussy, the other squeezing her boobs and pinching her nipples. Her eyes were screwed shut. "Eat me," she ordered again. "Like that, just there. Yesss! That's it, that's i-- Ah!"
Her hips bucked, and her second hand came down onto Matt's head as she ground against him. She was making grunting and gasping noises, rising up on her toes, knees pointing outwards. Matt clung on to her arse as if his life depended on it. It might have -- I'd seen Linda when she lost her temper.
Then she let him go, and slid down onto the grass. Matt wiped his mouth and chin. His hair was a mess, but he had a happy smirk on his face. His cock was pointing straight up as he sat, panting and watching Linda roll over onto her stomach.