Margaret came back from London different—1964 made her loud about what she wanted. Wally opened the door and there she was in black lingerie that barely covered anything, hips cocked like she owned the place. She grabbed his shirt and walked him backward to the bedroom without asking. On her knees fast, she freed his cock and took him deep, tongue working the underside while her hand pumped what her mouth couldn't reach. Wally groaned her name like he'd forgotten how to speak. She climbed on, straddling his face, and ground against his tongue until her thighs shook. No covers pulled to the chin this time—just her riding his mouth, loud and greedy. When she couldn't wait anymore she slid down, sank onto him, and fucked like the shy girl from before never existed. Each roll of her hips made him bolder. He grabbed her ass, thrust up hard, and they kept going until neither of them remembered anything but how good it felt.
Margaret came back from London different—1964 made her loud about what she wanted. Wally opened the door and there she was in black lingerie that barely covered anything, hips cocked like she owned the place. She grabbed his shirt and walked him backward to the bedroom without asking. On her knees fast, she freed his cock and took him deep, tongue working the underside while her hand pumped what her mouth couldn't reach. Wally groaned her name like he'd forgotten how to speak. She climbed on, straddling his face, and ground against his tongue until her thighs shook. No covers pulled to the chin this time—just her riding his mouth, loud and greedy. When she couldn't wait anymore she slid down, sank onto him, and fucked like the shy girl from before never existed. Each roll of her hips made him bolder. He grabbed her ass, thrust up hard, and they kept going until neither of them remembered anything but how good it felt.
