Tipping The Pool Boy – GILF AFFAIRS E07 – MILF STELLA [16 min]
Stella’s Pool Boy Surprise
Hey there, porn seniors! If you’re into that tasty MILF action, then fasten your blet, ’cause this one’s a doozy! We got Stella, a ardent mama with a heart as colossal as her hooters, and she’s about to make our pool boy’s day extra ultrahot. So, put on your sunglasses and grab a cold one, it’s gonna observe real trashy up in here!
Pool Day Prep
Stella swung the door open, exposing her mold in a revealing two-piece bathing suit. She strode over to the pool boy, a young stud named Chance, who was grinning like a damn Cheshire cat. “How about you spruce up this pool, Chance?” she purred, winking at him.
Chance, with a bulge in his shorts noticeable even to the blind, nodded eagerly. He got to work, scrubbing, vacuuming, and generally looking like a slab of beefcake in the midday sun. “Whew, you work up a sweat, don’t ya, Chance?” Stella teased, leaning against the side of the pool.
Poolside Temptation
Before he knew it, Stella was right by him, her fingers tracing up his wet, muscular arms. Chance swallowed hard, beads of sweat glistening on his chest. “I couldn’t help but notice, Chance,” Stella cooed, “you’ve got quite the package.”
Chance stammered, not quite sure how to react. “M-Ms. Stella-,” he mumbled, “I-I think you should get back in the house; it’s not proper.”
Let the Games Begin
“Proper, huh?” Stella laughed, a devilish twinkle in her eye. “I guess I’ll just have to convince you otherwise.” And with that, she leaned in, her tongue tracing the shell of his ear as she whispered, “What do you say, Chance? Want to make this pool boy’s day a whole lot more memorable?”
Chance, his resolve crumbling, couldn’t help but nod. The two slipped into the nearby shadows, their intimate pool party about to start without a pool, ball, or lifeguard in sight. But just remember, guys, gilf adventures is for adults only. Enjoy responsibly!
And there you have it, folks. A classic case of seduction and debauchery, a fiction as mature as time itself. So why wait? Get your perverse selves some gilf action and live a little towel-snapping, poolside dream. Just rouse to stay hydrated and keep those hands – and other shape parts – clean. Happy cruising!
Think of, this story contains explicit language and torrid themes. It’s meant for aged audiences only. It’s just dimly of delight and fantasizing, nothing more. Don’t let it corrupt your soul or lead you to any illegal activities. It’s a harmless little read for steamy entertainment.
