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Fucking a MILF

I love dad’s body with strong arms. Give m an older man that knows that fucking a MILF is an experience to be relished.

I was kneeling in front of him on the bed. My hands were shaking. I could not stop myself from running them over his chest, his shoulders, and arms. Feeling the hard lines caused me to shiver I was shocked at the strength I knew those muscles had. As my eyes absorbed the masculine power, He moved my hand.

I giggled in delight when I felt what he placed my hand against. Pressing it onto the large bulge at the crotch of his pants, my fingers curled and gently squeezed, causing him to moan.

The heat that shot through my body was from a terrifying and exciting desire. Terrifying because of the lightning speed that caused my core to spasm, sending shock waves throughout my body.

Pushing him off the bed quickly, I want nothing between his skin and mine. Stripping him, I stopped to admire all of his body. The strong arms, shoulders, and chest that I had seen. But now his hard erection. I am sure his thighs and legs were there, I just did not notice them.

I did notice the large vein running from the base of his cock upwards pulsed with a heartbeat. His staff, standing, pointing straight to the sky, seeing all of him, caused a flood of moisture from my core.

I could feel it drip down from my nether lips to wet my thighs and thought this sex god must enjoy fucking a MILF.

My mouth suddenly went dry my tongue slid out before it could move. His hands whipped out, and grabbing my upper arms, he pulled me towards him and thrust his face down. Capturing my lips in a heavy kiss.

I melted into the kiss even as I wrapped my hands around his neck, our tongues massaged each other. I moved my hand up and down his large, hard erection. His chest rumbled with what felt like a growl. The growling was low, it got louder and lower the more we kissed. Suddenly, he slipped his arm under mine and around my waist, pulling me against his body.

He pressed me backward even as I knelt there on the bed. His other hand slipping to caress my chest, his teeth nibbled on the edges of my lips. be halter top of my dress was no protection to his calloused hands as they massaged my breast. His groping touch was such a relief to my begging nipples. They had hardened to gems as my breast had swollen while we kissed.

Harsh and raspy, the tone of his voice sends lightning shooting to all my most sensitive areas, turning my bones to liquid. My muscles trembled as his masculine magic spread throughout my body. It all happened fast, my mind was slow to understand the meaning of his words.

“Take the dress off,” I swear my sex clenched, spasming in a micro orgasm when I comprehended his words.

He must be ready to get to fucking a MILF

My breath caught in my throat, and my eyes jolted to his. Locked with the harsh intensity of his passion yet the softest of smiles lurked on his flushed face.

Instantly, I reacted. I reached down and grasped the edge of my sundress, silently thanking myself for it being a mini one-piece I could easily discard. His arm around me loosened, causing me to pause.

His grumbling rumble of warning made me giggle again in anticipation. I whipped my dress over my head, but before I could get it off my arms, he captured it. Holding it above my head.

I could not move my arms up or down. My head was trapped in a thin fabric prison.

“You laugh? You want to play games?” he growled as his calloused fingers tweaked my nipple.

I shook my head, whimpering in need. My body was ablaze with neediness, and the cool air did nothing to calm my body.

I just wanted him to get to fucking a MILF, THIS MILF… ME

In a breathy voice, “No, I…” was all I got out before he leaned down. My arms folded my hands back, his forearm sliding under my ass, raising me from the bed. His mouth closed over my nipple.

I cried out in shivering delighted, “OHhhh,” my every awareness locked on his mouth and how my body reacted to this start of our hot passionate sex.