Ivan stood from his gardening as the car came along the driveway tipping his hat, as Christine acknowledged him through the rear window; his eyes following the car as it passed. “Be about half an hour, would that be alright?”
“Of course Miss, I’ll do it straight away!” Ivan put down his garden fork, throwing his gloves onto the lawn. Hot xxx 18 He stood motionless with his hand resting on the inside of the column, cum was still spurting from his bloated cock, and it was as much as he could do to silence his heavy breathing. Her pussy was not as tight to his finger as Becky, nevertheless, he did wonder if she herself was also in mint condition, and never been fucked. Becky sat back up, lifting her finger to her mouth; a gesture of quietness, Ivan heard nothing over the
