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MILF                                                                                  Jim McCartan






          time. I pictured bending her over and   imagined. I tangled my fingers in her hair   magnificent sight to behold.
          burying my cock in her, balls-deep.   and tugged just enough to hear her moan.   I pushed my fingers into her pussy,
          Taking that smooth blonde hair in my fist   Then she gobbled me eagerly, sucking my   watching it open for me. She moved a
          and tugging gently. Feeling her pussy   dick with a fervor that left me lightheaded.  hand up to stroke her clit, and I insisted,
          grip me tight.                     I found myself thrusting urgently into   “Yeah, do that. Do that while I fuck you.”
            I let out a little groan, and she turned to   her mouth as she worked me, her fingers   Her only reply was a soft sound of
          smile at me. My cock felt impossibly hard.  gently jostling my sac and making entirely   pleasure.
            In her bedroom, she put her arms in the   new sensations shoot through me.   I fucked her with my fingers until I
          air and stared at me. I caught the hint and   I pulled free of her when I was way too   couldn’t stand it anymore, and I brought
          pulled the flimsy top over her head. Her   close to coming.       my cockhead to her wet slit. She moved
          disheveled hair swirled around her face   She got on the bed, and I flipped her   backward, urging me to enter her. I
          gently, and I bent to kiss her.  onto her belly. She took the hint and got   plunged into her pussy on a single hard
            “I’m so glad you came,” she said.   on her hands and knees, her perfect ass a   stroke, holding her hips in my hands and
            I nodded.                                                       pulling her back onto my dick.
            “Now let’s see about you coming,” she                             Valerie moaned, and I felt her pussy
          added with a laugh, her lips pressed to                           contract around my cock. I gritted my
          the side of my neck. I felt my heart leap as   “SHE CAME          teeth, wanting to make the moment last.
          she worked open the button on my jeans                            I’d dreamed about it way too much for it to
          and then shoved down my waistband.    LICKETY-SPLIT,              be over so quickly.
            We were a flurry of motion as we                                  I pulled free of her pussy, heard
          tossed off the rest of our clothes, and then   CRYING OUT         her hiss in disappointment and then
          we stood there naked. She winked at me   NONSENSE                 immediately drove back inside her. I did
          and dropped to her knees, cupping my                              that repeatedly until I thought I’d lose my
          balls in one delicate hand. Then she drove   WORDS AS SHE         mind, and she wriggled impatiently on the
          her perfect little mouth down my shaft and                        end of my cock.
          let my cock fill her mouth. She sucked me   CLIMAXED.”              She finally came, her cunt growing
          and slithered her tongue around my dick.                          tighter yet more slick. Every spasm
          It was perfection, and even better than I’d                       threatened to drive me to the breaking
                                                                            point, but I managed to hold on.
                                                                              I pulled away and moved her onto her
                                                                            back, even as she was still in the throes
                                                                            of her orgasm. I put my mouth on her slit,
                                                                            licking her clit softly until her hand came
                                                                            down on the back of my head and tugged
                                                                            my hair, urging me to increase my tempo.
                                                                            I lapped at her slowly until she groaned
                                                                            with frustration, and then she laughed
                                                                            with delight when I upped my pace. I
                                                                            flicked my tongue faster and faster until
                                                                            the giggles disappeared and she was
                                                                            bucking beneath me, mashing her cunt
                                                                            against my face.
                                                                              Man, she tasted spectacular.
                                                                              “Come again for me, Valerie,” I
                                                                            murmured against her slit.
                                                                              I pushed two fingers inside her,
                                                                            jamming them in and out of her dripping
                                                                            snatch as I flicked my tongue fast like
                                                                            a hummingbird’s wings. She came
                                                                            lickety-split, crying out nonsense words

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