My cock was dying to break free from my pants and bury itself deep inside this mother's warm, welcoming pussy again. The way she was looking at me, submissive, needy, and completely devoted, was making it almost impossible to leave.
I was getting dangerously aroused. I reached under the oversized black shirt she was wearing and slid my hand up to her heavy, soft breast. I squeezed the warm, plush flesh firmly, feeling its incredible weight and softness fill my palm.
My thumb brushed over her stiff nipple, making her gasp softly.
"You cannot go out like this, Sir," Nadia said breathlessly, still rubbing my bulge with slow, teasing strokes. "You're so hard… it would be uncomfortable for you. Let me take care of it before you go."
