Dusty got behind Hilda, causing her breath to hitch. Hilda was nervous and Dusty noticed it. He pressed his lips against her ear, running the tip of his tongue around her ear lobe. Hilda gasped, shaking from his lips touching her. Hilda reached up, grabbing a fist full of Dusty’s curls, trying to control her moans. When his hand moved down to her v****a, his fingers began to rub her clit, slowly. Hilda released her moans loud, not caring who heard her. Dusty moved down to her neck, sucking and licking on her weak spot for the longest time.
“Dusty….” She moaned his name.
She released his hair and he moved from behind her. Hilda turned her head and `watched as Dusty laid down next to her, his c**k in his hand. He wanted to feel her mouth on his c**k. Hilda turned her body to
