Hairy milfs Lynn Harris and Uschi Digart, upscaled to 4K

We both reached the most unbelievable heights of physical excitation, almost impossible

to describe.

We were two hungry, perverse creatures who had found one another.

Martine was wickedly imaginative in her lovemaking.

She had a bizarre mind, erotically tuned to my own weird little brain.

Off we went, lighting firecrackers on our way, starting little blazes here and there,

and occasionally setting off a ***** explosion now and then.

We were two naughty girls behind a locked door.

Thrusting, moaning, discovering, playing at and with lust.

Perverse lust.

Martin was still calm and cool, in control and playing for higher stakes.

My little heart went pitter-pat.

My black little heart was overly exerted, but in such a pleasurable way.

Go, Martine, like the little horse on the merry-go-round of lust.

Round and round.

Hear the music, feel the excitement.

Go, go! Higher and higher.

Don't fall yet. Not quite yet.

Both together or none at all.

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