Mature Japanese Beauties Unleashed: Volume Eight

I sighed and moved to the opposite side of the table. “A few years,” she told me. XXX “That was incredible,” I said. She explained that she needed space to practice the dance routine she would be teaching the advanced class at her academy starting next week. When our lives lack that structure, time begins to become a foreign thing. “You know,” I said as I loaded an apple slice with peanut butter, “you don’t have to call me Mr. “I love having you dance for me.”
She giggled and pressed my hand right against her pussy, “You like when I’m a stripper for you?”
I groaned, “Yes.”
She brought my hand to her mouth and sucked briefly on my finger.