Sensual Adventures: old blond milf

old blond milf begins at 3:17 a.m. in a hotel suite. City glow through half-open blinds stripes her restless body. She can’t sleep, so old blond milf becomes her lullaby. Slow, almost lazy circles over silk panties gradually soak the fabric dark. In old blond milf, she pushes them aside instead of removing them—impatient, perfect. Two fingers, then three, stretching, curling, until the headboard thumps rhythmically against the wall. When she finally comes in old blond milf, it’s with a muffled scream into the pillow, whole body shaking so hard the mattress springs sing. Dawn finds her asleep in tangled sheets, panties still twisted to the side—proof that old blond milf worked better than any sleeping pill.