07E2222-Creampie Fuck With A Beautiful Mature Woman Wife Who Picked Up Girls

Title: “A Throbbing Test Of Temptation”

The sultry scent of polish and perfume permeated the air of the dimly lit boudoir. Laughter and gasps of pleasure echoed off the walls as Mrs. Johnson, the temptress wife, played her steamy game of seduction on her unwitting husband.

John sauntered into their lavish bedroom, his brow furrowed in confusion as the provocative moans reached a crescendo. He froze mid-step, eyes widening at the NSFW sight before him. There, reclining on their silk sheets, was his wife – her long chocolate tresses fanned out like a halo around her angelic face. She wore a sheer negligee that barely concealed her womanly curves, the frilly lace stretching taut over her ample bosom.

“Darling, you’re just in time!” she cooed, her voice dripping with honey. “I’ve had the most delightful experience today…” She parted her legs, giving John an enticing view of her glistening folds. “I picked up a lovely young woman at the club and brought her back for a…penetrating memory.”

John’s mouth went dry, eyes fixated on the forbidden fruit before him. His cock twitched to life, straining against his slacks as his wife began to describe the lascivious encounter in naughty detail.

“Her name was Tracy,” she purred, running a manicured nail along the inside of her thigh. “An absolute bombshell with fiery red hair and the most divine cupcake-sized ass. Those pert little tits…” Mrs. Johnson shivered. “Mmmm…they begged for me to devour them.”

The lecherous wife licked her lips,Players .I could barely keep my hands off her sexy little body as I ‘helped’ her change into a new outfit. I nibbled on her plump ass, making her giggle and moan. Then I licked her dripping snatch until she was writhing on the bed, begging for my talented tongue.”

John’s breath came in short, shallow gasps as he listened, his erection now painfully hard. This was wrong, but hearing the depravity spilling from his wife’s lips made him throb with desire. He wanted – needed – to hear more.

“Oh, was she a bossy little minx!” Mrs. Johnson tittered. “With her legs wrapped around my head, she demanded I finger fuck her until she soaked my hand. Her pussy quivered around my digits as I brought her to the brink over and over…” The mature MILF plunged two fingers into her own weeping sex with a shudder. “Eventually, I couldn’t resist her charms any longer. I moved up her sweaty flesh, my breasts brushing hers, and claimed her lips in a ravenous kiss.”

John fumbled for his zipper, whipping out his rock-hard member it sprang free with a needy bounce. He stroked himself, watching his seductive wife relive the erotic moment.

“She tasted divine,” Mrs. Johnson whispered, quickening her fingers. “Her inexperienced tongue tangled with mine, as I explored every inch of her heavenly mouth. I pinched her pert nipples, rolling them between my fingers until she mewled so sweetly…”

Mrs. Johnson circled her clit with her thumb, the wet squelching noises of her mahboob foreplay filling the room. “Your wife teased her clit like the pro I am, my breasts heaving against hers as I fucked her mercilessly. I sucked on her neck, leaving my mark…” She locked eyes with her husband, her gaze smoldering with lust. “I needed more. Needed to claim every delicious inch.”

The naughty wife plunged three fingers into her slick heat, her other hand mauling her tits. John pumped his cock violently, the urge to plunge into her tightness overwhelming. He stalked towards the bed, a bead of precum forming on the swollen head of his member.

“On the bed,” she commanded imperiously. John complied, shaking with need. Mrs. Johnson straddled his face, her wet pussy inches from his lips. Meanwhile, her lovers juices coated her mound, dripping onto his chest.

“Lick,” she demanded. John obeyed with a groan, the taste of another woman’s arousal on his wife’s pussy driving him wild with lust. He licked and lapped at her sex, his tongue delving deep into her molten hole.

“Ooh yes, just like that!” Mrs. Johnson cried, grinding herself against his face. “Fuck me with that tongue. Make me cum all over you.”

She reached back, pumping John’s throbbing cock with an expert touch. Her thumb circled his sensitive tip, smearing the sticky fluid. Her hot mouth closed over his engorged head and she sucked deeply, her oral skills putting lesser skilled whores to shame.

John’s hands flew to her round ass, squeezing the generous flesh. He thrust up into her mouth, the pressure in his balls building to a virulent peak. She took him deep, gagging slightly as she hollowed her cheeks around his member. The combined sensations of her finger fucking him and her hot mouth tore a growl from his throat.

The bedroom echoed with lewd sounds of their love making. Wet, obscene slurps as Mrs. Johnson deep throated her husband, mingling with the sopping squishes of his tongue in her pussy and the slick slide of her fingers in his ass. The combined musk of their arousal filled John’s nostrils, making him dizzy with lust.

Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over him and Mrs. Johnson each striving to drive the other over the edge of blissful oblivion. Her cunt clenched rhythmically, and she bucked in John’s holds, coastal of a voluptuous climax. Her pussy squirted its release into John’s mouth, her ample tits heaving raggedly.

John bucked frantically, his climax barreling into him like a freight train. His shaft pulsed in her hand and she jerked him to completion, pumping out thick ropes of semen. The scalding fluid splashed against the headboard, dripping down onto the tangled sheets.

Mrs. Johnson lapped up every drop of her husband’s cum, licking him clean before dropping onto the bed beside him with a sated smile. John wrapped an arm around her, pulling her into his embrace with a languid kiss.

“So, dear husband – do you think you can handle that kind of extracurricular activity?” she murmured, popping the head of his half-hard cock into her hot mouth for a parting suck.

John shuddered, even as his member jumped to full mast once again. He grinned at his wife, grabbed her ass, and rolled her beneath him. “Oh, I think I can handle anything you dish out, my naughty girl…”

Mrs. Johnson giggled, as the couple launched into another hot and heavy lovemaking session. The night had only just begun, and it would end with Mrs. Johnson well and truly satisfied.