Words That Feast [12 min]
Aged Bod and Creampie Delights
Damn, those physique had me drooling. I couldn’t help but stare like a passionate teen at my mom’s elderly neighbor, Mrs. Johnson. She had this thing about her that was just impossible to resist. Her figure was a work of art, all proportions and smooth skin. And those eyes, they sparkled with a mischievous gleam that made my heart race.
Mature Creampie Lust
I’d seen her once or twice on some old creampie ventures site, and let me tell you, it was a sight to behold. I’d always thought there was something enchanting about elderly women, the way they carried themselves with such confidence and plat appeal. And Mrs. Johnson was no exception.
I’d be out in the yard, mowing the lawn or raking leaves, and I’d get her peeking out her window, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. I knew what she wanted, and so did I. We both knew it was wrong, but every time I looked at her, I just couldn’t help myself.
The Contact
One night, I was out walking the dog when I saw her standing at the aftermath of her driveway, looking lost and lonely. I approached her, keeping my distance, and offered to help. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
“Thank you,” she said, her voice hoarse with desire. “I’ve been feeling so alone lately.”
I could display the fever in her eyes, the way they seemed to swallow me whole. I knew this was my chance, and I wasn’t about to let it slip through my fingers.
Elderly Creampie Magic
We walked to my place, her hand on my arm as we stepped inside. The air was thick with tension, and I could feel my heart hump in my chest. She moved closer, her body pressed against mine, and we both knew what was about to happen.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered, my hands tracing the proportions of her figure. She moaned, her proportions arching against mine.
We moved to the bedroom, tears of thrill streaming down her face, and that’s when the magic happened. I saw her, the vamp from the old creampie videos, the woman I had lusted after for so long. And as I filled her, I knew this was something I would never forget.
“Thank you,” she said, her voice hoarse with thrill. “I needed this more than I even realized.”
And with that, we lay there, spent and satisfied, the smell of sweat and fever hanging in the air. It was a moment we would both treasure forever, a moment of older creampie feast that would forever stay with us.
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