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Just something I've been dreaming of lately...
I've been on a major bi kick for a while now. I think it would be awesome to play with a middle-aged woman, married, probably grown kids, almost as old as I am.
She'd be attractive still, a bit thicker in the middle than in her glory days, but sexy as hell.
I always think of her as a white woman, but I wouldn't say no to a black woman, or an Indian or Asian or anything else.
Tits a little sagging, nipples pointing downward now.
Thick bush.
A big ass, a few extra pounds on it, but still firm to the touch.
I can imagine myself working for her as an assistant. This elegant, well-off middle-aged lady. One day, she'd test me, test my loyalty, by telling me how frustrated she is lately with her husband.
And we'd be in the kitchen, and I'd smile at her and tell he I could help. And she'd step out of her skirt or slacks and pull off her panties and stand there, still dressed up from the waist up. Up top, all washed perfume and civilized. Underneath, primal and real.
I'd sniff her thick bush, getting her scent. I'd gently push her back against the counter and open her legs as she dials the number of her stockbroker.
While she argues with her broker, talking about moving her million-dollar trust fund around, I'd explore the well-used, thick folds of her pussy, tasting her, tasting her wetness, smelling her, strong womanly scent and just a hint of pee.
I'd finger her, sliding soft and easy into her vag, and look up, smiling innocently into her eyes, as she fights not to cum on the phone. I curl my finger up and hit the roof of her vagina, looking for her G. She finally, shakily, hangs up as I lick her clit and finger-fuck her hard and she gets so wet, and it dribbles down my finger onto my knuckles and I lick her juice off of my hand.
Then she dials again as I turn her around and she bends over the counter and I spread her thick ass cheeks and check out her (hairy, well-used) butthole. I sniff it as she talk to the florist about the arrangements for the dinner next week. I lick it as she talks to the mechanic about a lube job. I work my tongue into her tasty, nasty butt as she talks to the gardener about digging up the flower beds.
I work my finger up her ass as she calls the doctor about her exam next week, curling my finger up toward her tailbone, getting as deep as I can. With my other hand, I paw at her tits through her blouse and reach down to rub at her clit until she moans into the phone and cums wetly against my hand.
I pull out my finger and wipe it on her underwear, smile, and help her step back into them.
:-)
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