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Curious about his newly divorcee neighbor, Jim anticipates her return for the evening. When Darma arrives, she claims she has a headache. Jim offered his tea brewing services. The interested milf agrees to allow the hot stud in the door.
Darma’s in bed when the tea is ready, more than that she’s ready for Jim’s other talents. The pair takes on the age gap risk. Neither is tucked under the covers, both are exploring, she’s riding, and he’s lapping up every drop of the milf.
Risky Milfs, the quickie short series is taboo tales of massive hard and hung men too close to resist the unrelated unsatisfied milfs in their lives. This story is arousing, read responsibly.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020
Tucking In The Milf!
Risky Milfs Series
By Sharon Dick
First Edition, eBook Edition
© 2020 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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This is a work of fiction for sale to ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY.
This is a work of erotic fiction and contains GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF SEX, WHICH MAY OFFEND SOME AUDIENCES. This book is meant for MATURE AUDIENCES AGED 18 OR OLDER.
All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older and all sex acts are consensual by all characters involved.
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Tucking In The Milf!
By Sharon Dick
I’d heard my neighbor milf was actually a closet sex addict. That when she was married, she’d sneak around and cheat on her husband. It was a rumor I was ready to explore.
Darma had always been prim and proper around me, but a friend, Jason told another story about how kinky she was in the bedroom. Milf’s turned me on. If innocent looking Darma really was a wild kitty, I wanted a chance to tame her.
I got my chance one night when I decided to take a stroll after I’d noticed she was just pulling in her driveway. “Oh, hey there Jim, you’re out late,” she said.
“It’s a nice evening. Want to sit outside for a bit?” I asked, hoping the milf would feel the heat I had for her voluptuous body.
“Have a headache. Can’t wait to get inside to fix myself a cup of tea and head off to bed.” She caressed her head, running her fingers through her long thick black hair.
I drooled just imagining what color a muff and how thick it might be, hiding in her silk panties. “Mrs—I mean, Darma, would you like me to make you that tea?”
“Don’t trouble yourself.” She patted my face. I turned my lips to kiss her palm.
“It’s no trouble. I want to make you feel good.”
“Jim, are you coming on to me?” She blushed.
“If you want me to, I am.” I stroked the side of her face, letting my fingertips linger along her jaw line as she twitched her lips for a kiss.
“I could use your strong muscles to open a jar olives.” She squeezed my bicep, letting herself linger with the taboo touch while she glanced back at her front door. “Would you like to come in?”
