nasty perv!patrick n art who are in their forties and love nothing more than a young lil thing who’ll spread her legs and let them play with her body. . .
sitting on art’s lap, your back against his chest, while his middle and ring finger dip into the waistband of your bottoms and seek out the sticky parts you’re keeping hidden in your pretty frilly panties. nipping at your neck before shoving his calloused hand further down and cupping your cunt in his palm, his thumb moving to rub slow circles over your clit. “that’s it, baby… let us open you up… you’re such a mess down here already..”
pat moving in in front of the two of you and smirking in that smug way he always does, working his zipper with one hand while the other reaches out to cup your jaw. he forces his index finger past your lips and over your tongue, swiping it over the warmth there before he pushes down his pants and boxers in one go. his heavy throbbing cock bounces in front of your face, and all he needs to do is direct it to tap against your cheek a few times before you get the message. his precome smears over your soft skin. “get me fully hard and then me and my buddy will give you what you want, alright?”
