I'll tell you about how I found my first milf

Good, this final or plus part is to add a bit of morbo to the matter, it results that I always told the milf this, that my morbo was to screw her in her marital bed, obviously she didn't want it, she refused or rather she wanted it but was afraid,.

The thing is that I started engineering how I could make it happen to get into her house, until one day I left my car a few blocks away and walked to her neighborhood, and there halfway through walking with work clothes on, like saying I'm keeping an eye on the area, when her husband, the morsa as she called him, came out, me saw me, greeted us started talking, around 9 am, and after chatting about the neighborhood, conversation comes and goes, he says do you want to take mate, good I say sure, so he offers me to go to his house,, in the living room already just the two of us, I had already managed the most difficult thing, getting in, we took mate, he was talking about his daughters, she has four, some chubby ones but one that's yummy, ,,after half a term of mate, I told him I could pass by the bathroom, if I go he says at the end of the hallway to the left,

I saw the bathroom door and in front of it the door to a room slightly open darkly, only the silhouette of a woman covered with bed sheets from behind was visible, it was her my favorite milf,, I made the noise of closing the bathroom door strong and said to myself I have at least four minutes, yeah, I got into the room and approached her like that, hugged her type spoon, kissed her back, she was sleeping in lingerie, passed my tongue from the top of her back to the entrance of her booty,, and she broke out in a chicken skin,, made an exciting squeal like pleasure, didn't know it was me,, turned around with sleepy eyes,, I kissed her incredible breasts, took my head away, and opened her eyes,, it was going to be a shock, gave a sigh, said I was doing something wrong, that I was crazy, in a low voice all the time, told her I was taking mate with the partner,,, she should go out to the living room.

and I quickly went back to the living room,,, there he was, not a hint of suspicion., we continued with the mate, she changed and she left home, obvious there were complicit smiles, I sat down in front of her at the table next to him, I realized she treated him really badly because she wanted to make him feel like a macho man, so on one hand I didn't feel guilty,,,it's more that there I realized why milfs milf,,kill their husbands with young men ,,first because they don't blame them, or maybe but only once...second because THEY TREAT THEM BADLY, DON'T LISTEN TO THEM ,,AND I WANTED TO HEAR THEM ,,good, going back to the story,,,the old man got a call,,,I looked at her, she stood up, went outside,,,the old man had some silver business that left his wife outside and this bothered him a lot, maybe that's why he also hated it,,,well,,she was wearing a long white dress that accentuated her breasts,,,I undressed her first, she started to resist, I said if you're outside let's see through the window when they come,,,we started kissing, she had my cock already half hard,,,it must be because of the lust ,,who knows,,,she lowered the top part of her dress, sucked her breasts, they didn't fit in my hands,,,she started breathing faster and more agitated, she was saying 'guy son of a slut' ,,come on fast, give it to me,,,I turned her around on the table, she bent over the table, I lifted up her long dress, ran my hand over her ass where she loved it, she bit her lips not to complain,,,she only heard the sounds of my flesh hitting hers,,paf¡, paf¡, paf¡¡¡, again and again,,,we didn't care about anything anymore,,,her husband outside in the patio that we could see talking on the phone, his kids sleeping in the rooms...the music was halfway loud from the radio,,,and our lust consumed us with each thrust,,,and I started to hear something I had never said before,,,while I was pounding her four times,,,I started saying 'I LOVE YOU guy, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU',,I told her,,are you my slut really??,,yes you are whatever you want ,,you're mine,,,,I lifted up her face so she could see her husband and I said,,,tell him,,,he deserves it for being the son of a slut ,,come on me She said....until it ended in that ass...she went to the bathroom, five minutes later I asked her husband for permission to go to the bathroom, I wanted to wash up, she didn't come out of the room again...I bid farewell to her husband, I said thanks for the drinks and inside I said, thanks for letting me fuck your wife...and I left...it only happened once...don't recommend it, it's very dangerous, and if they do think about it a thousand times.I saw her lying down something like that...Like with the white dress...and so over the table...