1. Carny's Candy


    Date: 11/7/2017, Categories: MILF, Author: MadameMolly, Rating: 33, Source: LushStories

    should I be attracted to someone so young?’ “Princess?” he asked again and squatted down in front of her. He took her hands into his and her breath caught at the contact between them; his rough calloused hands gripping her soft hands. A knowing grin began to form on his lips. ‘He knows, holy shit, he knows just what he’s doing to me; the affect he’s having on my body. He knows he’s making me horny.’ She started to feel embarrassed and pulled her hands away. “I’m fine thank you. I guess I should have been watching where I was going,” she said, pushing herself to her feet. He reached out, automatically helping her. “Come with me. I’ll clean your hands.” “No, it’s okay really,” she started, but he cut her off. “You’re bleeding. Come with me, now.” His arm was around her waist and he guided her to the tent. “Really, sir, I’m…” “Climb on the counter,” he interrupted and motioned to her. Marie stood staring at his back as he squatted down to look inside a big trunk. He was a lot taller than she first thought. He wasn’t very big, but you could see the muscles and definition on his back and arms. It was the hustle and bustle, the lights and the noise, the smell of diesel, and the screams of excitement she told herself; that was why she found him so attractive, so sexually exciting. It was nothing really, not him, but the atmosphere, the surroundings. She should not be feeling like this about a boy. She loved her husband and the boy was possibly half her age. As he turned around he ...
    saw that she was still standing there staring at him. With a sigh he walked towards her, set his stuff down, then picked her up and placed her on the counter. He was strong. Very strong. He lifted her as if she were a doll. “Oh my,” she squealed. “Show me your hands,” he said as he opened the first aid kit. “Sir, I am fine, really. There is no need for the…” “Sam,” “What?” she snapped, confused and annoyed at being interrupted again. “Sam. Don’t call me Sir, Princess. I’m only eighteen. I ain’t no Sir yet, call me Sam.” “Okay. Sam, all this fussing is not required,” “And what’s your name, Princess?” Marie let out an exasperated sigh, “Are you always so abrupt?” He looked into her eyes and his expression was thoughtful. Then he flashed her that amazing grin. “Yup. What’s your name?” “My name is Marie. You know that’s not a good trait to have.” Sam smoothed the second band aid down and brought her hands to his lips, “Why?” he asked as he kissed first one hand and then the other. “You not liking it? You look like you’re enjoying it to me. I’ve seen that look before, Princess. And each time it ends with my cock deep in a soaking wet pussy.” He grinned again, as Marie gasped. “Life’s too short to tip toe around.” He pressed his full, very kissable lips to her palms again. Their eyes locked and he kept his lips on her skin longer than he should. “You’re a sexy woman, Marie. You’re beautiful.” Marie blushed and she dropped her eyes. ‘God he’s attractive,’ she thought to herself. Her ...
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