Music professor and the Coed A MILFs Wet Dream

MILFs Wet Dream

 

You know I am at my sexual peak so it should not surprise you that I have, a MILFs Wet Dream all the time. One that wakes me a lot is a memory from when I was a coed with the music professor.

His long hair, those eyes, that naughty grin that flashes a dimple LOL those magic fingers… and please never forget the skill and older man brings. It is no wonder that most mornings I wake already masturbating from memories of…

As beautiful as it is brutal, he drove himself into me, a dark blaze that became an out-of-control wildfire of need. The terrible need to have his hard strokes bury himself deep inside me possessively.

He claims ownership. His lips are under my ear against my neck. I feel his voice stroking my skin with the velvet touch. I could not tell you what his mesmerizingly hypnotic voice said.

But it directed quakes to pulse to my feminine core. His fingers pinched and twisted my nipple sending streaks of lightning-fast fire straight to my clit rolling my nipples and tugging them.

The power in his strong muscular hips as he thrust into me was savage. His heavy thick cock speared my core mercilessly. Stretching me with a fiery rod, cursing a hot scorching heat. His darkblaze building a firestorm in my depth. The friction creates fear of the overwhelming sensations as intense as the addictive pleasure.

Constant chaos, coiling tighter and tighter, pulled higher, tsunamis crashing through me over and over. My body convulsing as orgasms rip through me one after another. Till my orgasm sprays out in jets as I involuntarily squirt my cum.

My MILFs wet dream causes me to be soaking wet and throbbing

Remembering the feel of my punani cling and massaging his rod, trying to pull his seed from his body into my vulva.

“Please” I begged It was too much, yet I never wanted him to stop. I needed his seed in me. Still, he drove on with a hard brutal assault of pleasure forcing me higher. Coiling me tighter and tighter still, each orgasm more intense.

He took complete control, forcing me to cum over and over till I could not stop. My mind came back as I lay in his embrace. He held a drink to my lips telling me over and over to drink. It took me a couple of moments to understand as I was still having full-body spasms as my orgasms slowed.

Sipping between whimpering orgasms till he was satisfied. I finally heard him then he asked if I needed a break. Sliding his hand to my waist he asked if I wanted a break. He tilted my body facin his on our sides, his hand slid over my hip to my thigh. He hooked his hand undr my kne. Pulling my leg over his hip. I felt his cock head slide against my clit, and my body orgasmed again.

Instinctively I reach down and press his cock head to my clit and start rocking my hips towards my hands….

That is about when I tend to wake up from the MILFs wet dream, thighs, ass, pussy already soaked. And I am just starting to cum strong enough that I a hot MILF housewife squirt from masturbating.

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