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Bedroom Feast [19 min]

Nights of Passion: A Old Creampie Tale

Yo, it was a typical Wednesday night, but this one was gon’ be different. I’d been watching elderly creampie videos all day, drooling over those randy cougars spilling their seed. Now, I’m about to live out my fantasy in the flesh.

I strolled into the dully lit bar, my heart racing like a driven stallion. The air was thick with heat, and the scent of alcohol and sweat hung heavy in the air. I scanned the crowd, my eyes zeroing in on her. She was sitting alone at the bar, a smoky haze shrouding her in mystery. She was a dame of age, with bod that spoke volumes, and a smile that could melt a man’s heart.

I sauntered over, slipping onto the stool next to her. “Got room for a stranger?” I asked, flashing her a cocky grin. She raised an eyebrow, appraising me with a calculating gaze.

“I can make room for just about anything,” she purred, her voice like honey dripping off a spoon.

I bought her a drink, and we spent the night chatting and laughing. She was smart, witty, and had a naughty sense of humor. I could feel the chemistry between us, torrid like a bonfire. Before I knew it, we were back at her place, the night air growing colder with each passing moment.

We stepped inside, and the excitement of the apartment hit me like a brick wall. The room was more or less lit, with candles flickering on the table, casting shadows on the walls. She turned to face me, her eyes heated with excitation.

“I’ve been watching you all night,” she whispered, her breath coitalillicit on my cheek. “I want you.”

I reached out, cupping her face in my hands. Our lips met in a heated kiss, our tongues dancing a excited, reckless tango. I could feel her heart race against mine, and I knew this was it. I was about to live out my aging creampie fantasy.

She led me to the bedroom, her physique moving with a grace and grace that belied her age. We stripped down, our clothes pooling at our feet. She was a vision of gal, her bod curved and steamy. I swept her up in my arms, carrying her to the bed like a modern-day Viking.

We tumbled onto the bed, our bodies writhing and twisting like two snakes in lust. She straddled me, her eyes glowing in the dim light. She leaned in, her knockers pressing against my chest, her nipples hard and sensitive.

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” she whispered, her voice husky and low. “I want you to fill me up.”

I slid inside her, our bodies joining in a symphony of excitation and desire. She arched her back, screaming out in gift as I thrust deeper and deeper. I could feel her tightening around me, her cumming building like a tidal wave.

Finally, she came, her build trembling with the force of her release. I followed close behind, emptying myself into her with a final, powerful thrust.

We lay there, spent and satisfied, our bodies tangled together like two pieces of fabric weaving themselves into one. As I drifted off to sleep, I knew this was a night I’d never forget.

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