LustyGrandmas Hot GILF Tastes Her Young Neighbor’s Big Dick

Grandma’s secret wish had always been to wrap her lips around a live cock again, to feel that sizeable throb against her tongue and to look up into the eyes of a vigorous, virile young man as she pleasured him. Her Peter looked good enough to eat as he stood there in her kitchen, all 6 foot 2 inches of him, his chiseled abs and bulging arms straining against the fabric of his tight white t-shirt.

“Peter, my dear, I have a little confession to make,” Grandma Lipps said, sauntering closer to her strapping young neighbor. Her Zsenor bra dug deliciously into her ample cleavage as it moulded her silver-tipped breasts. “I’ve been meaning to show you some appreciation for all the help you’ve been around the house. What do you say to a little grown up hug and some special quality time, kitten?”

The old woman ran a finger along the waistband of the young stud’s low-slung jeans, her flirty smile slowly unleashing a predatory glint. Silently, Peter’s hands slid up Grandma’s knobbly spine, his calloused fingers toying with the clasps on her lacy push-up bra. He pulled her in close, her lush lips grazing his jaw as he growled, “I’d love some one-on-one time with you, Grandma.”

Excited by Peter’s hot breath tickling her ear, Grandma Lipps boldly fondled the impressive bulge forming in Peter’s jeans. “Mmmm, looks like my Peter is growing nicely!” she purred, eyeing that generousoya through his snug fly. “Come on in and let Grandma check this out.”

Not needing any further encouragement, the young stud kicked off his Vans trainers and followed the elder down a narrow hallway. Grandma Lipps’s fingers fumbled with the zipper on Peter’s jeans as they came to a stop before the old door to her bedroom. She took a moment to switch on a bedside lamp, the warm glow casting intimate shadow on the walls.

As she turned, Grandma’s hands found their way into Peter’s pants, tugging them down to his ankles. His thick, throbbing cock sprang into view, its slimy length glistening in the rustic light. Grandma licked her lips, her eyes seamlessly scanning the stud’s manhood as she reached for a silky shawl draped across an old armchair across from her oversized bed. She gave an enticing twirl, allowing the sheer scarf to ride up her gelatinous thighs before tying it around her ample hips.

Grandma Lipps then lowered herself to her knees before Peter, taking the pulsing member in her hands. Her floral perfume mingled with his musk as she pumped its bloated shaft and lapped the sweet precum bubbling from his enormously engorged tip.

“Holy mother of God,” he gasped. “Your mouth is so hot and wet, Grandma!”

The experienced older woman moaned as she swallowed the first mouthful of his jaunty johnson, reveling in its woodsy aroma. She drooled gleefully down Peter’s cock as her tongue swirled around the bulbous head, lapping up every ounce of his manhood. He was so absolutely huge! She throated the veiny shaft with ease, engulfing the entire magnificent bulbous helmet deep down into her throat.

Her fingers clawed frantically at his ballsac as she tongued every vein and ridged surface. Grabbing hold of her silver fox, she engorged her gullet with his tumescent penis before coughing in a cesspool of saliva bubbles. She could barely handle it, as her throat was stretched to the brink, but the pleasure on Peter’s face made her grateful. He was the king of fuck sticks!

“You’re certainly gifted, kitten,” Grandma Lipps purred over the slick, spit-shined shaft. “I’ll swallow every drop of your royal gaze if you let me munch lil’ Peter’s crunchy little nugget.”

The young stud nodded eagerly as she opened her mouth once more. Once more, she took his entire hot, hefty hose as far down her throat as it would go, bobbing up and down in front of his pelvis like a wind-churned bobber.

“Eat it, you filthy little slut!” growled Peter. “Get that cock down that throat! Yes, just like that…”

Grandma Lipps weakened her cheeks and slipped her hand between her swollen labia, her swollen clit thrumming between her wet digits. The taste of young cum and musk was intoxicating, like a forbidden fruit drizzled with cinnamon. Her breasts heaved, hanging from her chest as she grunted and gurgled around his erection.

Peter tensed, his muscles twitching as the heat and pressure devouring him multiplied. “Aw fuck,” he gasped, “Grandma, you’re gonna make me cum!” Massaging the sides of his cock head with her tongue, Grandma licked her lips in anticipation for his rich, salty cream.

“I’m gonna squirt!”, he bellowed as the telltale twitches began. “Here it comes, Grandma! Choke on my cum! Drink it all down!”

She squeezed her heavy tits together as she rubbed them against his pulsing shaft, engulfing it with her cleavage.

“Yeah! aka my balls!” he hollered as he thrust his cock deeply into her hot, opened mouth right into her saliva hole. His strained balls released voluminous spurts of hot, slimy jism that splattered her throat and gurgled up from her stretched gullet in waves of white. Her tongue slurped up the dribbling cream and gulped every last drop of his watery spunk.

After Peter’s orgasm subsided, Grandma Lipps planted a tender kiss atop his now-flagging prick. “Thank you for sharing your delicious cum, kitten. You’ve been amazing.”