Asked my MILF neighbor for some salt, but fell into a trap! [16 min]
Borrowed Salt: A Excited Night with That Cougar MILF
Y’all know I ain’t one to turn down an opportunity when it knocks, so when that smokin’ excited MILF next door offered me some borrowed salt, I figured why not? Little did I know that simple act was gonna lead to one very erotic ass night!
Her name was Lori – tall, figure in all the right places, hair as blonde as cornfields under summer sun – she was every man’s fantasy come true! And she had this pervy sense of humor that just made my heart race harder than any good ol’ country boot scootin’.
We struck up conversation over our shared fuck of fried chicken (oh yeah, sorry ’bout that), but things started gettin’ real flirty real quick after she invited me back inside for rounds two…and three…and four of her famous fried chicken recipe! I swear, if heaven had flavor, it would taste like hers.
But damn if those crispy bites weren’t just appetizers compared to what awaited me later on in their mature school kitchen with tiled floors worn smooth by time itself; where age-old pots clanked against each other behind antique stove tops lined with cobwebbed potholders drooping dully from hooks above them like pervy little thongs hanging off high shelves filled with memories as scantily clad as lacey lingerie hanging off bedroom doorknobs behind closed doors lurking secrets untold but hinted at through whispers carried silently across empty rooms ghostly heavy with porny echoes echoing everlasting desire hidden deep within its shadowy corners waiting impatiently for lips to explore tender flesh summoning sweet surrender into warmth seeping silently between sweat-drenched limbs intertwined together working symbiotically towards mutual satisfaction singing harmoniously in double dutch unity united under common lust pulsating rhythmically amidst shadows dancing sensuously upon opalescent walls illuminated by flickering candlelight reflecting off polished wood floorboards creaking lucidy beneath our insatiable enjoys tryna find release while whispering soft secrets into each other ears breathing life into dreams floating weightlessly through moonlit hazy nights steeped in crooning darkness left lingering long after sunrise breaks away dawns embrace weaving silver tendrils through wispy strands entangled passionately together now beginning again anew born once more reborn flesh craving fingers eagerly probing flesh seeking salvation reverberated resoundingly across vast cosmic chambers echoing eternal vibrations resonating throughout existence forevermore binding us eternally bound forevermore..or so we thought…but hey..that’s another story altogether 🙂
