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Busty MILF Seduces The Boy Next Door

The sun was glee in the sky, casting a golden glow over the suburban neighborhood. The lazy, sultry summer air hung heavy in the air, and the streets were deserted. That was when she saw him, the boy next door, mowing the lawn with that perfect, lean shape of a young man. She’d been watching him from her kitchen window, her heart fluttering with a strange afterglow.

Unable to contain herself any longer, she locked the door to her house and made her way down the creaky stairs. She slipped into a libidinous lingerie set, her bod accentuated by the frilly fabric, and strutted outside, her confidence radiating like a beacon. “Hey, neighbor,” she called out, her voice dripping with ultrahot intent.

He turned around, his blue eyes widening in surprise. She could relate the automatic reaction in his eyes – excitement, shock, and a hint of curiosity. She strutted over to him, a mischievous grin playing on her lips. “I’ve been watching you from my window, and I think it’s time we got to know each other a little better,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

He stared at her, his breath hitching in his throat. He was young, yes, but he’d always had an appreciation for mature women. The thought of being with her, a woman with curves and confidence, was almost too much to handle. He nodded, his voice cracking as he asked, “W-what do you have in mind?”

She smirked, her hand reaching out to grab his, pulling him towards her. “I’ve been watching those dame intimacy quickies videos, and I have to say, I’ve had a taste for something different,” she confessed. “I want to taste you, suck your manhood, feel your mold against mine.”

Her words sent a jolt of treat through him. He’d never dreamed a goddess like her would be interested in him, let alone make such blatant suggestions. He went with it, following her into her house, his heart plat in his chest.

The Colossal Natural Gal Seduces Her Young Neighbor

Inside, the house was a testament to her womanhood – plush sofas, oversized pillows, and a breathtaking painting of a nude goddess on the wall. She led him to the bedroom, her shape swaying against her tight lingerie. She closed the door behind them, and it was just them, the sound of their heavy breathing filling the room.

She pushed him onto the bed, her proportions following his as she straddled him. He could see the anticipation in her eyes, the fever to claim him. She leaned down, her nose brushing against his, and whispered, “I want you to taste me, to make me feel like a lady again.”

He nodded, his hands reaching up to cup her globes, feeling their weight in his palms. She moaned, her shape arching as he squeezed, his mouth following a trail down her neck, her collarbone, and finally to the mound of her breast.

He took her nipple into his mouth, sucking and nibbling, his tongue tracing circles around the sensitive skin. She moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair. He moved lower, his tongue following the curve of her stomach, tasting the salty sweat there.

She pulled away, her eyes shining with eagerness. “I want you, baby. I want to feel your meat inside me. I want you to make me scream,” she whispered, her hand reaching between her legs, her fingers teasing her swollen clit.

He watched her, his tool hard and aching, as she climbed on top of him. She guided him into her, her eyes shining with treat as he entered her. She began to move, her shape rocking against him, her curvy form a sight to behold.

He bowered his arms around her, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust deeper, his breath happy ending out in ragged gasps. She leaned back, her hands reaching behind her to pull her knockers, her nipples hard and dark.

He watched her pair sway, her proportions glistening with sweat as she came, her proportions shuddering against him. He followed not long after, his figure convulsing as he spilled inside her.

As they lay there, spent, he couldn’t help but feel grateful for this unexpected romance. The busty MILF next door had shown him a side of shag he’d never experienced before, and he knew it was a memory he’d treasure forever.