Olivia's words were so depraved, so possessive, that my cock throbbed violently against her entrance. She was no longer hiding her jealousy, she wanted to win. She wanted to be the first one I impregnated.
The way her mature pussy kept spasming around nothing, greedily clenching and fluttering as if begging to be filled, was driving me insane. Thick, clear juices were leaking from her swollen folds, slowly dripping down her thighs. I couldn't control myself any longer.
I leaned in closer, my face hovering just inches away from her dripping cunt and thick ass.
"Ahhhh… don't look at your grandma like that," Olivia teased, her voice husky and mocking, even as she pushed her ass back toward my face. "You're going to be Aria's husband soon… you shouldn't be doing this to me."
She knew exactly what she was doing. She knew how insane her mature, saggy, juicy body made me, how feral I became whenever I saw her like this, completely exposed and dripping for me.
