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“Be as patient as you want with me. But don’t forget to be rough, too. I’m serious, I want you to make me your little MILFy whore. Anything you want, just take it, babe.” “So if I want this mouth?” I asked and lowered my lips to kiss her hungrily. “Take it,” she moaned once I pulled away. “Kiss me. Make me suck your cock. Fuck my face, make me choke on your cock in my throat.” “And if I want these amazing MILF tits?” “They’re yours. Suck them, twist them. Yank on my piercing. Bite them and give me a hickey. Fuck them with your big, fat cock.”

The room was full of wet sounds—the slapping of Finn’s hips against mine, the squelch of Miller’s finger in my ass, and the deep, throaty sounds I made as I sucked on Miller. "Look at her, Finn," Miller groaned, looking down at me while I worked on him. "Your step-mummy is a natural. She’s taking us both at once." Finn was panting, his eyes locked on mine. "You're so... you're so hot, Julia," he gasped, his thrusts becoming more frantic as he got closer to the edge. Miller and Finn switched places. Miller grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head, forcing my chest to arch up and my tits to bounce with every violent shove.

MILFS, Big Breasts, Big Cock, Big Balls, Kissing, Pussy licking, Fingering, Finger Fucking, Face Riding, Doggystyle, Missionary Position, Dick Sucking, Ball Sucking and Licking, Ass Licking, Threesome, Girl on Girl, Foursome, Sixty-Nine, Dick Riding CHAPTER 1 We were mired in an endless rut. If there was a reality show centered around bored housewives, my friends and I would've been cast as the leads. Obviously, no one would tune in to such a sad show and I couldn't blame them. Who would enjoy observing our lives, when we were tired of living them?

She tastes like an elixir of fire, and I want more. Her hands have no choice but to rest against my chest, a flimsy barrier between us. Greedily, my palm slides lower, skimming the apron tied in a bow at her back. Then lower, onto the curve of her ass that is…goodness, bigger, wider than average, a scorching bounce of flesh. I’m a second from squeezing when she shuts me down. Her palm pushes my chest back, lips swollen from my assault and I feel like cursing at the way she made it end.

My fingers moved down to tease her clit while I thrust inside her rhythmically. "Oh, God!" she gasped, unable to hold back her cries of pleasure, moaning my name in delight. I then made my way down, and without any warning, I pulled her panties off and spread her legs wide. I dove in, starting with a hard suck on her clit that made her scream. "Nathan!" she cried, but I kept going, flicking my tongue on her clit while maintaining the suction. I held her thighs firmly apart as they trembled uncontrollably.

Oh my God! Kiss or have sex with me? Aaron's question kept spinning in her mind. The man was very good at taking advantage of the situation. After removing the physical contact limit between them, he also wanted to add something else to their marriage contract. Kiss or have sex? There was no better choice. You have to choose right away. Or I assume you agree to have sex with me. Oh, we can do that right now. Instantly, her body trembled at the memory of Aaron's words that were spoken by teasing her body through intense touches on her sensitive skin. Her sanity was getting tested by all of his seduction. The climax was when he landed a kiss on her neck. She almost lost control.

I moaned, not being able to form words, I wanted my clothes off, I wanted to feel his skin beyond his meat currently slamming into me but I guess the situation didn't allow it. Antonio pulled out again and I wanted to protest but he rubbed on my clit making me swallow my protest. He felt so good, so good that I'd have to cut my tongue before I tell him that. I groaned and my legs tightened around him even more before he gave a few thrusts, even harsher than he was going before. He buried his head in the crook of my neck and with one final thrust, he came deep inside me. Again. ******** I tried to catch my breath as I looked at the woman beneath me. I tried but I couldn't stop myself when my

He touches my wet folds and my body comes to life again. I climb on top of him. He's hard again, I can feel him straining against my thigh. He grabs my breasts and nibbles at them. His mouth is warm and his lips create the perfect suction. Every suck is a jolt to my clit. "Your tits are fucking perfect, girasole. You're so fucking perfect."

His thick, veiny cock, easily eight inches and glistening with her juices, slammed into her soaked pussy over and over with loud, wet slapping sounds. “Fuck… your cock is so much bigger than my ex-husband’s,” Mom moaned shamelessly, pushing her ass back to meet every thrust. “Stretch my slutty cunt… ruin it!” The man growled, gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks, and slammed into her even deeper. “That’s it, you dirty MILF whore. Take every inch. Your pussy is gripping me so fucking tight.”

That had been true since he was nineteen years old, and it had been true every year since, carefully, deliberately true, because the version of himself that let things go unanswered had died a long time ago in a kitchen that still lived in his memory in far too much detail. He'd been nineteen the last time someone had slapped him. His stepfather had been having an affair for the better part of a year, something half the street knew and nobody said aloud, until Nero found the two of them together one evening and put his fist through several things that weren't walls before anyone managed to pull him off the man. His mother had come running at the noise, and when she found her son standing ove