Now it was an offer I couldn't refuse. I thought, looking at her ripe mature body from bottom to top.
I was thinking how I was going to fill her mature holes with my cum, how I was going to bend her over on the railing of her beach stilt house facing the sea and raw fuck her asshole until she screamed my name into the ocean.
She kept looking, glancing at my dick, praying I would say yes to drink with her, her eyes flicking down to my bulge every few seconds, cheeks flushed, thighs pressing together like she was already wet just from the idea.
"If you insist so much, a drink or two won't hurt," I said, smiling slow and dark.
"Perfect… let's go then," she said, looking relieved, a small smile breaking through, standing up quick so her boobs jiggled, pieces of the torn cheque falling from her cleavage to the sand.
