A cougar and a plumber

“Do you like watching us fuck?” she purred. “Does seeing us in the mirror while we go at it turn you on, baby?”

He grunted in response, driving himself deeper inside her.

Marcelo then put his arms under her knees and pulled her legs back toward her head, feverishly fucking her, each stroke getting harder and harder.

Soon they were both uttering dirty words at each other before he felt her body quiver again.

“Oh God, Marcelo!” Marla cried as she came. “Fuck me!”

After at least twenty minutes, he couldn’t hold back any longer.

Marcelo pumped into her at a rough, high-velocity pace; this time for his own release.

Marla could almost see the muscles in his ass contract with each steady stroke as Marcelo fucked her right there on the counter beside the sink.

“I’m getting close, baby,” he said, his breathing became harder. “I’m going to cum.”

“Cum in me,” she whispered. “I want to feel you cum, Marcelo.”

His body stiffened and he exploded; streams of his hot spunk shot inside of her with each contraction of his body as he howled in ecstasy.