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Title: Sylvia Chrystall Satisfies Her Curiosity at the Glory Hole
Sylvia Chrystall, the sultry brunette MILF, had always been a curious woman. At 38, she had an insatiable appetite for new experiences, especially when it came to sex. So when she heard whispers about the infamous glory hole establishment on the outskirts of town, she knew she had to investigate.
“Men love me, but I never get to explore uncharted territories,” Sylvia mused as she pulled up to the nondescript building. “Just one blowjob for old time’s sake,” she reassured herself, her heart pounding with anticipation.
Inside, the air was heavy with the musk of sex and sweat. Rounding the corner, Sylvia spotted the glory holes and a brazen smile spread across her face. She walked up to the wall, her tight little butt wiggling as she moved. Sylvia wore a slinky red mini dress that clung to every curve of her lithe 5’4 frame. Her small, perky tits were barely contained by the low-cut neckline, threatening to spill out. She licked her lips, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief as she prepared to discover what waited on the other side of the hole.
“Naughty boy!” Sylvia giggled as a rock-hard cock pushed through the hole mere seconds after she arrived. It was thick and veiny, leaking precum. Unable to resist, Sylvia dropped to her knees and wrapped her small hands around the firm shaft. She stroked languidly, enjoying the way his cock throbbed in her grip.
Looking up at the hole, Sylvia locked eyes with the unknown man. She gave him a naughty wink before leaning in and flicking her tongue teasingly along the tip. His groans only encouraged her. Sylvia laved her tongue all over, licking up his leaking essence before engulfing his cock in her hot mouth.
“Mmm…” she hummed, bobbing her head as she took him deeper. The cock penetrated her throat but she breathed through her nose, letting him bump the back of her throat with each pump of her head. Her tongue danced over his length, tracing ridges and veins.
She could hear the desconocido grunting and panting, moans of pleasure muffled through the hole. Sylvia knew she had him right where she wanted him. She wanted to see what he would do, what sounds he would make. She played with his balls as she sucked harder, faster. Soon he was moaning obscenely and Sylvia could feel his cock throbbing between her lips. She knew he was close.
With that, Sylvia doubled her efforts, hollowing her cheeks and sucking for all she was worth. The Misters muffled cries grew louder, and suddenly, Sylvia got her satisfaction as he shot his load down her eager throat. She swallowed every drop, milking him until absolutely dry.
“Awesome,” Sylvia purred, licking her lips as she stood up. “See you around, big boy.” She gave his spent cock a wink before sashaying out of there with a newfound spring in her step. That little adventure had been such a turn-on.
But Sylvia Chrystall was nothing if not an adrenaline junkie. So even after blowing that stranger, even after spending his seed, she wasn’t finished playing. Not by a long shot. There were still so many other holes to explore, after all. The MS. wasn’t nearly done indulging her curiosity.
