BBW Hausfrau verführt den Kerl von nebenan zum spontanen Sex

The sultry afternoon sun was beating down on the quiet suburban street as a tall, young man named Jake paused to wipe the sweat from his brow. He had been working diligently all morning, mowing lawns to earn extra cash for college. Bending over to grab his water bottle, Jake’s eyes suddenly caught sight of his neighbor Mrs. Schmidt hanging laundry across the way.

Andoni Schmidt, a voluptuous middle-aged German woman with an hourglass figure and a penchant for form-fitting sundresses, was pegging her freshly washed panties and bras to the line. The way her ample bosom strained against the fabric of her white tank top as she reached up to clip each garment had Jake swallowing hard. He couldn’t help but stare.

Seeming to sense his gaze, Mrs. Schmidt turned around with a coy smile. Catching his eye, she sashayed over to the fence separating their properties. “Jake, dear, you look parched. Why don’t you come over for a cool drink and a break from slaving away in this heat?”

“Oh, uh, sure thing Mrs. S!” Jake stammered, trying to act casual as he ambled over, his erection tenting obscenely in his pants. He hoped she didn’t notice as he stepped through the gate.

Mrs. Schmidt led him into her neat but dimly lit kitchen. Handing him a tall glass of iced tea, she leaned in close, her bountiful cleavage nearly spilling out. “I think you’ve earned a little treat after all that hard work,” she purred, trailing a fingertip along his jawline. Jake shivered,WMV

“I-I don’t know what you mean, Mrs. S,” he replied flirtatiously, taking a large gulp of tea. It was very sweet, with a hint of a strange aftertaste. Jake straightened up as his vision began to tunnel slightly and his members started to swell with arousal.

“Oh I think you do,” Mrs. Schmidt replied, her German accent thickening. She slowly hiked up her dress, revealing her lack of panties and the downy patch between her thick thighs. “You’ve had your eyes all over me, Jake. I could tell you wanted this big German housewife’s cunt.”

Overwhelmed with lust, Jake reached out to grope one of her heavy breasts as he backed her up against the kitchen table. Dishes clattered to the floor as he bent her over and hiked up her dress, parting her pussy lips to reveal a glistening slit ringed by a tidy ’70s mustache. “Please, Mrs. S-Take me,” Jake moaned, fumbling to free his throbbing dick from his workpants.

“Ficken Sie mich- Cum normes fruchtbarer Leiche!” Mrs. Schmidt shrieked in German as Jake plunged into her upturned ass, sinking into the familiar tight heat that had filled him so many times as a child but now felt alien and exciting. His raw, teenage penis burned deliciously as he stuttered his hips, matching her rolling thrusts. Pregnant!

Jake whimpered, mind blanking as Mrs. Schmidt’s words washed over him. He hammered her hardcore, trying to drive his massive penis as deep as possible into her old German fuckhole. “Ohhh Madame Schmidt! I’m going to fill you up with my seed and make you my breadbasket housewife!” Jake yelped, pumping her inelegantly.

“Yes! Yes! drink my cum Schlampen! Everything comes from me! Everything will be because of my cock!” Mrs. Schmidt chanted rapturously, writhing on the table, her enormous ass rippling with the impact of Jake’s strokes. She came first with a shriek, her pussy clenching internally.

Jake slapped her ass one last time before driving his dick in to the hilt, ropes of boy-sperm sloshing into Mrs. Schmidt’s fertile womb. His balls emptied completely as she milked him, stuffing the woman’s sex with his potent seed.

Sated, the man slowly withdrew, falling into a plush armchair still dizzy from his climax. Mrs. Schmidt pulled his release from her well-used snatch with a spoon, munching it happily. “Mm, pregnancy food!”