Sandra's hands rested lightly on my chest, not pushing me away as she stared at my massive erection pressed against her. The mature woman was clearly conflicted, her motherly instincts fighting against the undeniable arousal I causing her.
Her soft, voluptuous body felt incredible against mine, and I could feel her warmth and the way her belly moved with her quickened breathing.
I started moving my hips, rubbing my cock on her belly, chasing my orgasm as the thick, hard shaft slid against her soft, warm skin, leaving a trail of precum.
"Maybe I don't need any pill, Grandma. Maybe I'll do this instead," I said as I held her hips and kept rubbing my cock on her, grinding the throbbing length against her soft belly with slow, deliberate movements.
"No, Alex… stop it. It's wrong," Sandra said. She put her hands up on my cheeks, caring for me like a worried grandmother. "Come with me, you should take the pill."
