XXXL ski instructor cock doesn’t fit in my mouth, so I shove it all the way into my pussy!

You can always improve, so I booked a ski course for the coming winter holiday. And then this: Wow, what a cute Belgian ski instructor! I could hardly concentrate on the snowplough, I would have loved to have nibbled on him on the slopes. Damn that he only speaks English! His stiff cock shone through his tight ski pants. Am I making him horny if I flirt with him all the time? If he grabs my hips while I’m skiing to guide me? Does he imagine that he can fuck me while he’s doing it? He’s at least 20 years younger and has a lot of stamina. Should I dare to make him an offer, even if I risk being rejected? He’s probably fucked a lot of ski bunnies. A guy like that probably does that every week without a condom! Whatever! While we were flirting on the course, I asked him for his number in the chairlift and texted him straight from the changing room. If he can fuck even remotely as well as he can ski, then it will be a really great experience for me. I’ll tell you this much: Yes, I had more than one orgasm and couldn’t control myself!