1. Making the milf list 4


    Date: 2/20/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: vtevte, Rating: 96, Source: xHamster

    my woman. I am going to take you. Go get on the bed." I hoped I was not getting impatient. Alissa stared at me for a moment and then nodded and walked away from me, naked. I watched her for a moment before I could get my own feet to move, staring at her fluid ass switching back and forth with each stride. I scooped up her clothes and followed her to her bedroom. She opened the door and walked to the bed and turned on the light. It provided the room with a nice soft glow. "How do you want me?" She said in a low, even voice. I heard that I had made a mistake. I placed her clothing on the chair and sat down on the bed. I pulled her close and began to suck on a nipple. I changed to the other and back again several times before she sighed and arched her chest at me. Her hands rose and she grasped my shoulders. I pulled back and she looked into my eyes. "You do not want to be mine?" I asked. Her head shook and my heart sank. "Not that. I do not want anyone to own me. My husband tried that and ruined our marriage. Now he fucks whoever he can and I do without and we both suffer." The mention of her husband wilted my boner a little. "Would you rather he be here fucking you?" I said. On one hand, it may seem like a stupid thing to say. On the other, I had to be able to bend her over a chair and fuck her while her son watched and that would take some doing. I could not afford to avoid sensitive issues. "Oh, no!" Alissa said, leaning in to kiss me. "I was just surprised." "Not part of ...
    your fantasy?" I said. She smiled and shook her head. "I guess not." I stood up, stroking my hands over her hips and ass, up her shoulders and breasts. Her eyes fluttered and closed. "Lay down, my beautiful, beautiful girl. I am going to fuck you now." For a moment, Alissa stared into my eyes while my hands roamed, not moving her, just brushing her skin. I grasped her breasts and formed my hands around them, stroking them out from her chest to the nipples with my whole hand. Mrs. Honeywell groaned and closed her eyes. Then she nodded, kissed me on the lips and stroked my cock with one hand. "Take me." She whispered. She sat on the bed and lay down, moving to the middle. I regarded her and realized something was missing. "What can I tie you with? I am sorry I am a bit unprepared." At that moment, I heard my phone ring from the other room. I walked into the other room and answered it wondering if my mother was calling for cock. "Sonny?" It was mom. "Did you go to the game?" I was about to say no, if I had, things would have turned out much differently. "Uh huh." I grunted. I hated lying to her. My heart was in my throat. "When will you be home do you think?" I thought about it and wondered what I should do? "Late. I'll play it by ear." "Okay." She said and hung up. I thought that was really odd. I walked back into the bedroom to find Alissa stretched out on her bed, her arms extended over her head, cuffed with fuzzy cuffs to the headboard. She smiled at me. I closed the door. ...
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