In her over twenty-five years as a professional ther****t, she sometimes finds her job to be tiresome and boring. So in order to entertain herself, sh...e plays games with her desperate male patients by sometimes accidentally spilling her large breasts spill over her top or seducing them by touching their man-meat. Regrettably, these saggy men held no interest for her. That is why while they were complaining about their overweight wives; she was off fantasizing about buff young studs running their. She pulled off him again. She grabbed his cock with one hand and fisted the shaft, slick with her spit. A tendril of saliva stretched out from his head to her lips as she looked up at him. His eyes flamed with the same deep lust she felt burning inside her. Quickly, she sucked him back into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down as she jacked him into her mouth. She had to make herself stop. As tempting as it was to make him cum in her mouth or spurt on her face, there was another place she. He was able to examine her better now. She stood as tall as any of Mordin’s warriors, but could not match prince Jaro who was a head taller. Her bust was fully developed for her age of what appeared to be 19 or 20, a year older than Jaro himself. Her stomach was flat as she had a healthy build. The prince walked around to see her back and bum, which were impressive too, full and strong. He walked back to face her. Jaro looked in to her eyes, which were a dark sea blue and they contained a look. Then he dove for it, grabbing them to pull them down. “No!” I cried. “Just your hand, just like this.” He didn’t know what to make of me, but he was certainly entranced by the sight, so he lowered himself to his knees like he was at the altar of Mona’s cunt and began stroking me through the stockings. I was already a fucking swamp down there, and I pulled out a breast to pinch as he went on rubbing my clit with his thumb. I pressed up hard into his hand with my hips and came in like thirty.