We were at my friend’s country house celebrating his birthday. His parents didn’t bother us and we felt free to do whatever we wanted. On the third day his mother came to visit us. When she made sure everything was all right she decided to return to the city. I asked her to give me a lift as I had some plans there for the evening. She agreed easily and soon we were driving home in her Lexus.
I was back in my hometown for the holidays, so naturally I had to see my favourite MILF.
I’m 34. She’s 44. But the body on her!
She’s got naturally red hair, from her Irish blood. With perfect white skin, she’s got the perky tits of a 19-year-old. I don’t know how. But she does.
Don’t believe me? Have a look
A few years back, I felt really alone. I hadn’t had a serious relationship since college, I was bummed out about my job and I spent all my free time watching porn or getting blindingly drunk with one of the two friends I had in town. Not more than a week prior to the day I write about here, I had rediscovered how magnificent MILF porn was.
My wife and I are both 34 years old, we have been together since our final year of high school, and though we have both always been very much in love with each other, it’s only been over the last year or so that our sex life has really become exciting… Don’t get me wrong, we’ve regularly had sex, fooled around often, spent romantic weekends away from the kids and such – but something about the last year has helped my wife shed some inhibitions and truly let loose with her desires and communicate them openly with me. We’ve had a bumpy couple of years, two moves, some close family members passed, jobs changed, kids are growing up too fast. We both hit a point a year ago where neither of us were feeling incredibly satisfied with our sex life or with our (lackluster) ability to communicate what we wanted to each other. Our sex life had become a pressure-cooker, and luckily it boiled over in the best possible way instead of exploding and maiming us in the process.
Our relationship started rocky, to say the least. I am in my 40’s, somewhat vanilla, strong-willed and no one’s whore. Ben was 20 years younger, a man of few words and very confident. You would think that combination would be boring, though as time went along, it became bewitchingly enticing. I wear my emotions out in front and on my sleeve and Ben sits back and watches me; watches me squirm and often with a smirk on his face when I have to apologize. I think he loves that passion I have and that I cannot control it. Speaking of control, Ben always had a feeling with most strong, determined women, that they really desire to be controlled because always being in control is tiring. I can attest; it is very tiring.
I hate going to the mall but sometimes you just have to. With interview for a summer internship coming up I needed to get some better clothes than I usually wear. So I go to a few department stores hoping I can quickly find something and get out quickly.
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