angela40
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Before Simon left he kissed my neck and whispered in my ear that I was a hot fucking MILF, reaching around, palming my swollen tits. They stll throbbed from his tonguing my nips. I would have liked lactating for him.
After he left only thought was his cock satisfying me, selfish me while I was showering. Simon was 25, my son's age. Here I am a mother acting like a slut fucking and devouring a man my son's age. The thoughts aroused me in the shower as I reached between my soapy thighs. Don't know what made me do it but fucked myself with the rose smelling soap. I orgasmed and orgasmed to weakness. I rinsed off, dried myself and laid down on the bed.
I was woken by my mobile it was Edith inviting me to a cafe for dinner. I thanked her and took a raincheck. Only minutes later my doorbell rang and there was Edith and Simon. Simon smiled probably remembering his cock in my pussy only several hours earlier. They couldn't take no for an answer. I quickly dressed in something semi - conservative. I didn't wish to get Simon riled up. It was a dress about 4 inches below my knees, high heels and elastic top nylons.
At the cafe the maitre de found a wonderfully located table in a dark area of the cafe for us. Simon sat between Edith and I. Drinks were served as we looked over the menu. I don't know if Edith noticed but Simon had his left hand on my lap. I pushed it away gently but there it was again on my lap. My mind raced, even risky, raising my dress on my lap.
Edith excused herself to the loo. Being pregnant the urge of peeing occurs often. Simon and I were alone
"I want to fuck you right here" Simon said
I placed his hand under my dress and not feeling panties, he quickly kissed me.
"What a fuck MILF you are"
We separated just in time as Edith returned to the table.
Simon being the caring husband asked Edith if she was OK, knowing that he rather make love to me, as I to him. Dinner finally concluded and we returned home. The next day unexpected news came from Simon that Edith was going to visit her mother in Scotland.
After he left only thought was his cock satisfying me, selfish me while I was showering. Simon was 25, my son's age. Here I am a mother acting like a slut fucking and devouring a man my son's age. The thoughts aroused me in the shower as I reached between my soapy thighs. Don't know what made me do it but fucked myself with the rose smelling soap. I orgasmed and orgasmed to weakness. I rinsed off, dried myself and laid down on the bed.
I was woken by my mobile it was Edith inviting me to a cafe for dinner. I thanked her and took a raincheck. Only minutes later my doorbell rang and there was Edith and Simon. Simon smiled probably remembering his cock in my pussy only several hours earlier. They couldn't take no for an answer. I quickly dressed in something semi - conservative. I didn't wish to get Simon riled up. It was a dress about 4 inches below my knees, high heels and elastic top nylons.
At the cafe the maitre de found a wonderfully located table in a dark area of the cafe for us. Simon sat between Edith and I. Drinks were served as we looked over the menu. I don't know if Edith noticed but Simon had his left hand on my lap. I pushed it away gently but there it was again on my lap. My mind raced, even risky, raising my dress on my lap.
Edith excused herself to the loo. Being pregnant the urge of peeing occurs often. Simon and I were alone
"I want to fuck you right here" Simon said
I placed his hand under my dress and not feeling panties, he quickly kissed me.
"What a fuck MILF you are"
We separated just in time as Edith returned to the table.
Simon being the caring husband asked Edith if she was OK, knowing that he rather make love to me, as I to him. Dinner finally concluded and we returned home. The next day unexpected news came from Simon that Edith was going to visit her mother in Scotland.
