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Alina Angel, the curvaceous Iraqi temptress, was in a rebellious mood today. Her daughter’s boyfriend, a young stud named Omar, had come over to pick up his girlfriend, but everyone knew it was really the delectable Alina he was after. At 42, Alina still turned heads with her perfect body, thick thighs, and huge, perky breasts. Her caramel skin glistened as she lounged by the pool, her tight bikini struggling to contain her assets.

Alina could sense Omar’s eyes on her, worshiping her from afar. The young buck didn’t stand a chance against her charms. She sashayed over to him, her hips swaying seductively. “Omar, darling, can you help me with this strap? It keeps slipping,” Alina purred, gesturing to her bikini top. The poor boy, barely 19, could barely form a coherent sentence, his rod throbbing in his jeans.

“Y-yes, Aunt Alina. I mean, Ms. Angel. I’d be happy to help,” he stammered, reaching out a trembling hand to adjust the strap. Alina smirked, reveling in his nervousness.

“Oh, I think you missed a spot,” she teased, turning her back to him and gesturing to the tie at the nape of her neck. With only centimeters separating them, Alina could feel the heat radiating off Omar’s body. His breath caught in his throat as his fingers brushed against her smooth skin.

As he fumbled with the tie, Alina decided to give him a little taste of what he wanted. In one swift move, she spun around and captured Omar’s lips with her own, shoving him against the wall. The young man gasped into the kiss, his hands immediately finding her breasts. Alina moaned softly as he groped her through the thin fabric.

“Mmm, you’re a eager one, aren’t you?” she purred, as she trailed kisses down his neck. Omar nodded dumbly, his reservations melting away in the heat of the moment. Alina couldn’t resist any longer and ripped off his shirt, exposing his broad chest. She ran a hand over his abs, marveling at their firmness.

“Off,” she demanded, gesturing to his pants. Without hesitation, Omar obeyed, practically tearing them off in his haste. His_boxers tents obscenely, his erection straining against the fabric. Alina licked her lips in anticipation as she slowly peeled them down, revealing his impressive length. It twitched in the warm air, aching for her touch.

With a wicked grin, Alina dropped to her knees, taking Omar’s member into her hot mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head, savoring the salty taste of pre-cum. Omar threw his head back with a low groan, his hands finding her hair. Alina took him deeper, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked. Her hand stroked the base, squeezing gently.

“That’s it, baby. Let Aunt Alina take good care of you,” she cooed, releasing him with a wet pop. Alina stood up, stripping off her bikini with agonizing slowness. She posed in front of him, letting him drink in the sight of her naked body. Her breasts were just as full and perky as they had been in her youth, and her stomach was taut.

Seeing his hungry expression, Alina finally straddled him, guiding his throbbing member to her wet entrance. She teased him, rubbing the head through her slick folds. “Do you want this, Omar? Do you want to fuck Aunt Alina’s tight pussy?” she purred.

“Yessss, please!” he whimpered, his eyes rolling back as she finally sank down onto him. Alina threw her head back with a loud moan, savoring the deliciously full feeling. She began to rock her hips, riding him with expert skill. Omar gripped her ass, helping her bounce on his thick cock.

“Oh fuck, you feel so good,” Alina panted, picking up the pace. She could feel his hips thrusting up to meet her, driving him deeper. Omar captured her lips in a searing kiss, muffling her moans as he squeezed her breasts roughly. Alina broke away with a gasp, bracing her hands on his chest as she rode him harder.

The young stud was moaning like a man possessed, lost in the ecstasy of her tight heat. Alina could feel her own release approaching, her walls clenching around him. “That’s it, baby. Don’t stop. I’m gonna cum all over that big, hard cock,” she breathed.

With a few more frantic thrusts, Alina came with a scream, her body convulsing as a intense orgasm ripped through her. She milked Omar’s cock, her pussy fluttering around him. That was all the stimulation he needed to reach his own peak. With a roar, he spilled himself inside her, pumping load after load of hot cum into her waiting womb.

Alina collapsed against his chest, both of them gasping for breath. She smirked, knowing she had ruined Omar for all other women. He would be craving her touch, her pussy, for a long time to come. And she would make sure to feed his addiction, derivatives of her naughty niche skills, again and again.