She had spoken to me to do something tranqui at night. At that time I used to cut my study afternoons to hang out with the excuse of getting drunk. She was a 40-year-old brunette, curvy woman with a mischievous gaze and quite hot voice. She was married and had children since young but her body and attitude were worthy of an adolescent in full hormonal peak. That night she hinted that she would wear a red micro thong that I had given her, but that she had never shown it off at our many afternoon encounters. I told her yes, I wanted to take a walk or have something, trying to evade the invitations she made for me to accompany her to the bowling alley.
I took her to pick her up from a neutral place, the common meeting point we used so that people from her neighborhood wouldn't gossip about the 40-year-old woman eating guys in their twenties. She got into the car with her typical smile, which hinted at luxury and debauchery. Tight jeans, well-marked booty, black boots and jacket. I didn't ask where we were going; it was clear between us. I knew I was a hot guy, and she was a 40-year-old woman who wanted what she didn't have at home, living a second adolescence.
I headed straight to one of the places I had desired to know for a long time while chatting about how our day had been. When we arrived, I simply got into the parking lot, we got out and asked for a common room. Upon entering, we left everything and she pounced on me, eating my mouth with violence as was her habit. Meanwhile, I was feeling her up through my pants. I asked: Did you come naked like you promised, didn't you? To which she sat up on the bed and said: Find out for yourself, morocho. I took off her boots first. The pants followed, not without giving a couple of slaps to that hungry and enormous ass she had. At the moment when I started to take it down slowly, I felt my member starting to get erect just from seeing her similar buttocks covered with a thin red dental floss. Her micro-tanga contrasted perfectly with her brunette skin. At this point, my excitement was marked; I felt wild. With one hand, I shook my erect penis, while the other slapped her buttocks until they turned reddish. I couldn't take it anymore and put on a condom with some haste. Then I penetrated that hungry vagina, which let out a sigh of relief and pleasure with the first thrust. It was pumping intensely, trying to introduce the entire length of my cock inside hers. With each stroke, I earned an insult from her part. Our moans turned into a series of mutual insults, in which we blamed each other for unleashing an unprecedented heat on each other. I asked if she was my slut, if she was happy with what she had, to which she replied yes with some resignation, while putting her fingers in her mouth, as if wanting another orgasm that would penetrate her through her other holes. The level of excitement was so high that the intensity of penetration increased abruptly, ending in a cum that lasted for several minutes, with several spurts at the rhythm of the contractions of a penis in its maximum state of ecstasy. All the cum ended inside her warm and wet open vagina.
The fact that I had put on a condom made me not worry about ejaculating inside hers. However, when I removed my cock from her use the word: pussy note that my head was exposed, and the condom was torn. I thought it was caused by the same intensity of the act, but I realized that the heat had been able to and in reality it was the haste proper to a careless mistake the cause of the accident. We had been having skin-to-skin contact, with all my cock penetrating her fleshy vagina without anything separating us, as it should be. Her face when she saw the incident did not resemble my concern for having had unsafe sex at all. She had wanted to feel my entire naked cock since much time and didn't keep silent when I noticed that the pleasure was infinitely superior to what we were used to, making me notice with comments like 'how long do you have son of slut' or 'how does your cock feel today'. However, he didn't warn me explicitly, since he was enjoying what he had been longing for. The cock of a guy all hard and swollen in its use the word: pussy of mature alsada. In a casual or unconscious way, I had gotten what I had been waiting for, and I had fallen into my own trap, a red thread thong...
I took her to pick her up from a neutral place, the common meeting point we used so that people from her neighborhood wouldn't gossip about the 40-year-old woman eating guys in their twenties. She got into the car with her typical smile, which hinted at luxury and debauchery. Tight jeans, well-marked booty, black boots and jacket. I didn't ask where we were going; it was clear between us. I knew I was a hot guy, and she was a 40-year-old woman who wanted what she didn't have at home, living a second adolescence.
I headed straight to one of the places I had desired to know for a long time while chatting about how our day had been. When we arrived, I simply got into the parking lot, we got out and asked for a common room. Upon entering, we left everything and she pounced on me, eating my mouth with violence as was her habit. Meanwhile, I was feeling her up through my pants. I asked: Did you come naked like you promised, didn't you? To which she sat up on the bed and said: Find out for yourself, morocho. I took off her boots first. The pants followed, not without giving a couple of slaps to that hungry and enormous ass she had. At the moment when I started to take it down slowly, I felt my member starting to get erect just from seeing her similar buttocks covered with a thin red dental floss. Her micro-tanga contrasted perfectly with her brunette skin. At this point, my excitement was marked; I felt wild. With one hand, I shook my erect penis, while the other slapped her buttocks until they turned reddish. I couldn't take it anymore and put on a condom with some haste. Then I penetrated that hungry vagina, which let out a sigh of relief and pleasure with the first thrust. It was pumping intensely, trying to introduce the entire length of my cock inside hers. With each stroke, I earned an insult from her part. Our moans turned into a series of mutual insults, in which we blamed each other for unleashing an unprecedented heat on each other. I asked if she was my slut, if she was happy with what she had, to which she replied yes with some resignation, while putting her fingers in her mouth, as if wanting another orgasm that would penetrate her through her other holes. The level of excitement was so high that the intensity of penetration increased abruptly, ending in a cum that lasted for several minutes, with several spurts at the rhythm of the contractions of a penis in its maximum state of ecstasy. All the cum ended inside her warm and wet open vagina.
The fact that I had put on a condom made me not worry about ejaculating inside hers. However, when I removed my cock from her use the word: pussy note that my head was exposed, and the condom was torn. I thought it was caused by the same intensity of the act, but I realized that the heat had been able to and in reality it was the haste proper to a careless mistake the cause of the accident. We had been having skin-to-skin contact, with all my cock penetrating her fleshy vagina without anything separating us, as it should be. Her face when she saw the incident did not resemble my concern for having had unsafe sex at all. She had wanted to feel my entire naked cock since much time and didn't keep silent when I noticed that the pleasure was infinitely superior to what we were used to, making me notice with comments like 'how long do you have son of slut' or 'how does your cock feel today'. However, he didn't warn me explicitly, since he was enjoying what he had been longing for. The cock of a guy all hard and swollen in its use the word: pussy of mature alsada. In a casual or unconscious way, I had gotten what I had been waiting for, and I had fallen into my own trap, a red thread thong...
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