When this movie spreads, 46-year-old divorcee Stormy Lynne is already straddling her chap. So much for foreplay. That babe is wearing sexy, matching brassiere and panties, nylons and bonk shoes. She has long, blonde hair. She’s helping her buck chill out after a lengthy day.
“Did u notice my outfit?” this babe asks him. Certainly that charmer did.
“I got it just for u,” she says.
And for us, of course.
He turns over. She directs his hands up and down her tight, thin, buxom body. Stormy Lynne’s fun bags are big, especially for such a little dominant-bitch. That babe gets on all fours so this dude can bury his face in her gazoo. Then this babe turns around so he can eat and finger her shaved slit. She appears to be to be appreciating herself.
“I forgot the camera was there,” she told us afterward.
She sucks. This babe screws. The bed squeaks. That babe takes every inch of his meat-thermometer and then acquires her face decorated with cum.
If you’re a woman, keep your eye on your Lothario when Stormy Lynne’s around. If you’re a Lothario, u already know where to look.