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Title: “Teaching Hands-On: A Masterclass in Milf Handjobs”

The video begins with a close-up shot of a pair of eager, dexterous hands. One hand belongs to a statuesque MILF, the other to her eager, young protégé. The MILF’s hands are soft and manicured, pale against the youthful tan of her apprentice. She wraps her fingers around the boy’s wrist, guiding his hand in a slow, sensual stroke along his own shaft.

“Let me teach you,” the MILF purrs, her voice low and seductive. “I’ll show you how to do it right.”

Her hands move languidly, skills learned over years of pleasuring men. She traces the veins on the boy’s cock, swirls her thumb around the head, squeezes the base with just the right amount of pressure. The boy gasps, his hips bucking involuntarily into her touch.

“That’s it,” she coos. “Let me feel you throb. Don’t hold back.”

She leans in close, her ample breasts pressing against his arm as she whispers in his ear. “I want to see you explode. I want to feel your hot cum splatter against my skin. Show me what you’ve got.”

The MILF takes both of their hands, positioning them side-by-side on the boy’s cock. Together, they work his length with a duet of slow, deliberate strokes. Up and down, twist and stroke. The MILF demonstrates new techniques, teaching through touch.

“You want to tease him,” she instructs, running her fingertips feather-light over the sensitive skin of his testicles. “Make him ache for more.”

The boy follows suit, trying to mimic her touch, to replicate her effect. But the MILF is a master, her ministrations eliciting gasps and groans from her willing student.

“Slow down when he’s close,” she commands, obliging him to ease back at the brink of climax. “Draw out the pleasure. Make the anticipation delicious.”

She takes his hand, guiding it to the hilt of his cock, then up, sliding their joined fingers along his shaft with maddening slowness. Over and over, until he’s trembling with the effort of holding back.

“Please…” he begs, desperation coloring his voice.

The MILF smiles, a wicked gleam in her eye. “Please what? Tell me what you want.”

“Cum,” he gasps. “$LEFT see me $FILM jersey out of me. Shoot it all over your perfect tits.”

“Good boy,” she purrs, pumping their hands in tandem, faster now, urging him on. “Cum for me. Cum on my tits. Mark me as yours.”

The boy tenses, his breath coming in ragged pieces. His cock pulses, swells, and with a roar of release, he explodes. Ropes of hot, sticky cum paint the MILF’s abundant cleavage. She gasps in delight, milking him with both hands, guiding his orgasm to its peak.

“Oh, you’ve $filM the way,” she coos, as the last drops of cum dribble over her fingers. “$filM’ll I teached you, and now you’re an expert jerk-off artist!”

The boy slumps back, spent and satisfied. The MILF leans in, pressing a chaste kiss to his brow. “Well done, my young apprentice,” she whispers. “You’re a quick study. But don’t think you’re done learning today…”

The camera pans out, revealing the cluttered playroom Horace they’ve been occupying, scattered with sex toys, lubricants, and an array of lingerie. The MILF stands, splendid in her glory, her ample breasts shining with pearls of cum.

“Time for lesson two,” she announces with a wicked grin, reaching for a bottle of lube.”Hope you haven’t blown your load too soon, because we have hours of hands-on training ahead of us.”

The scene fades to black, the MILF’s silky voice echoing with a promise of more pleasure to come. The End.