Capítulo 990: Cinnamon Rolls and Claiming Dr. Sandara Nichols

At this point, we had a great view of everyone else in the living room still tuned in to the show, but I wasn't exactly sure if Dr. Nic— Mrs. Sandy wanted me to straight-up bend her down the sink and fuck her from behind or continue this current game we were playing because we have less than 30 minutes to get shit done.

But yeah, as much as I wanted to have a taste of this beautiful, mature woman who definitely still took care of herself, I wouldn't want to be compared to her late husband who'd just have his way every single time.

In which, case I stood behind her, nestled my erection between her plump cheeks, and offered some assistance as I held her hands as we washed the dishes together:

"Wow… I didn't think you'd have such soft hands… nary a wrinkle too…" I whispered in her ear as I slightly pushed my hips in and pulled back as she let out a silent gasp.

"W-What are you d-doing, young m-man?"

"I just thought you needed some help…"