Tempted by the Sexy MILF next door (1)

I shouldn't crave someone half my age, but that morning, I did.

It wasn’t just anyone. It was Donald, my neighbor’s son. He was twenty years old, fresh out of college, and often walked around like he had no idea what that thick bulge in his shorts could do to a woman like me.

That Monday, I woke up late and aching for something filthy. The sun was already high, its golden rays streaming through my bedroom window and warming my skin. I stretched beneath the silk sheets, every inch of me thrumming with need.

For a woman my age, I still looked damn good. My curves were full and heavy in all the right places. My breasts were still perky, and my pussy stayed wetter than a July rainstorm.

I let my hand drift between my thighs and found myself already soaked. The hunger had been building for days, and I couldn’t hold it off any longer. I whispered his name.

“Donald”

It sounded like a prayer on my lips. I pressed two fingers to my clit, biting my lip as I teased the sensitive nub. The image