THAT KIND OF FUCKING MMM

“You like what you see? Down with your trousers now, you look over dressed,” Joanna said scratching her big arse. “Give me a minute!” complained Jake getting his finger stuck in his belt loop. Finally he removed his jeans and kept his old t-shirt on. He slid his underpants down, unsightly Y-Fronts that went out of fashion in the 1980s. His cock sprang hard, all twelve inches of it. “Come here and fuck me with that big tool of yours!” ordered the overweight big breasted girl. Her lover did as he was told, he loved fucking in his Lada car and she knew it. Moving into position Lada Man nudged her legs open and climbed on top of her jelly bulk. His cock slid straight up her slack cunt, she was like a bucket but a fuck was a fuck. Looking down he saw her untrimmed pubic bush and smelled her sweaty body, mixed with stale fish but he wasn’t sure if it was from the docks or her unwashed cunt. He pumped away giving her all twelve inches, she moved with him making his car suspension move with their actions.