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Curvy Milf Gallops to Climax: An Ebony Erotica
Y’all best listen up, ’cause this here’s a sexual novel ’bout a curvy milf that’ll make your jaw drop and your heart race. Now, I ain’t sayin’ I’m some kind of expert, but I’ve seen my fair share of milfs in my time. And this one, she was something else. Her name was Brianna, an ebony miss with physique that could make a saint sin.
One sunny afternoon, Brianna strutted into the local stable, her hips swaying like a willow in the wind. She was dressed in a tight-fitting riding outfit, her ample bosom straining against the fabric like a fiery stallion seeking freedom. The stable hands, mostly young bucks, couldn’t help but stare, their eyes bulging like they’d just seen a ghost.
Brianna mounted her horse, a majestic beast with a mane as black as her own hair. She leaned back in the saddle, her long legs wrapping around the horse’s waist. Then, she gave that horse a command, and off they went, galloping across the open field like a orbs of lovers on a carnal ride.
Now, I ain’t one to judge, but it was clear that Brianna was riding more than just that horse. Her face was flushed, her breaths coming in shallow pants. She leaned forward, her lofty rack swaying like pendulums as she urged the horse to go faster.
Eventually, they came to a clearing, and Brianna dismounted. Her horse whinnied in protest, but Brianna just smiled, her eyes sparkling with a wildness that was both carnal and scary. She leaned against the horse, her fingers tracing the body of her body as she sighed, a low moan escaping her lips.
Then, she spotted me, watching from the shadows. Her eyes narrowed, and she gave me a slow, spicy smile. “Well, well, well,” she purred, her voice like honey dripping off a spoon. “Looks like I’ve got an audience.”
She sauntered over to me, her hips swaying like she was in a music video. I could unmask the outline of her naked knockers beneath that riding outfit, and my mouth went dry as a bone. She leaned in close, her breath intense against my ear, and whispered, “You wanna observe, don’t you?”
Before I could answer, she started unbuttoning that riding outfit. She let it fall to the ground, revealing her curvy, ebony proportions. Her hooters were huge, their dark nipples hard and aching for attention. Her hips were wide, her ass round and inviting. She was a sight to behold, a walking work of art that made my heart race and my dick hard as a rock.
She grabbed my hand and led me to the horse, her fingers wrapping around my pole like a vice. “It’s time to ride,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling with excitation. And with that, she mounted the horse, her pussy wet and ready.
I watched in awe as she rode that horse, her proportions bouncing up and down in a rhythm that was both hypnotic and stunning. She moaned, her voice afterglow and sweet, as she came, her bod convulsing around the horse’s pole. It was a sight to behold, a moment of pure, carnal cheating that I’ll never forget.
And that, my friends, is the tale of the curvy milf that galloped to cumming. It’s an intimate story of excitement, of desire, of a dame who knew exactly what she wanted and how to discover it. So, if you’re looking for some Ebony milf adventures, this here’s your story. But remember, this shit is for adults only, so don’t be a pussy and happy jerkin’ the ride.
