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Elderly BBW’s Porny Rimming Quickie
In the heart of the city, where the concrete jungle met the buzzing nightlife, there was a hidden gem. A cozy little dive bar, known only to a select few, was the chosen hangout for the city’s mature BBW crowd. Tonight, our protagonist, a man who spent every waking moment fantasizing about older BBWs, had found himself in this little haven.
As he scanned the crowd, his eyes locked onto her. She was a vision of figure and confidence, her build full and voluptuous, her smile sizzling and inviting. He made his way over, the heat of their relation sending a thrill down his spine.
“Hey there, beautiful,” he said, his voice low and scorching. She smiled, her eyes twinkling with amusement and interest. “I’m a fan of your…style,” he added, his gaze dropping to her generous curves.
She laughed, a sound that was equal parts bawdy and playful. “Well, thank you, sweetheart. I’m flattered. You know, I’ve heard that some people have a thing for my…size,” she said, gesturing to her ample bod.
He nodded, his heart racing. “Yeah, well, I’m one of ’em. And I have a feeling that tonight’s going to be something special.”
He led her to a secluded corner, the soft glow of the dim lights casting an intimate hue over their faces. He began to kiss her, his hands roaming over her mold, exploring every curve and valley. She moaned into his mouth, her mold responding to his touch.
He broke the kiss, trailing a line of kisses down her neck, over her globes, and down to her belly. He paused, his tongue tracing the edge of her belly button before diving in, eliciting a gasp from her.
He continued his exploration, his tongue tracing a path down her mold, his hands gripping her generous thighs. She was panting now, her breath hitched as she clutched the edge of the table. He could sense her eagerness building, her body tensing with fever.
He knew what she wanted, what they both wanted. He pulled back, looking up at her with a smirk. “Are you ready, baby?”
She nodded, her eyes passionate with eagerness. He waste no time, diving back into action, his tongue exploring and teasing her in ways that had her moaning and writhing with gift.
The intensity built, her figure trembling with the edge of massive O. He could feel her clenching around him, her mold shaking as she came, her moans filling the room.
He pulled back, his own excitation building. He stood up, his pecker hard and throbbing. He stroked himself, his eyes locked onto hers. “I’m ready,” he said, his voice hoarse.
He came, his ejaculate splattering onto her belly, her curves still quivering from her own baja blast. She smiled up at him, her eyes filled with satisfaction. “That was…intense,” she said.
He nodded, his heart still racing. “That was just the beginning,” he said, his voice filled with promise.
And so, their night continued, filled with heat and fun, a testament to the undeniable allure of aged BBWs. This was a work of fiction for adults only, a fantasy of plat and lust, of bodies peak together in a celebration of anticipation.
