Marsela has hot fun after cleaning and ironing

The busty blonde MILF, Marsela, was feeling particularly horny today. She had just finished her daily chores of cleaning and ironing the house, and the mundane tasks had aroused an insatiable itch between her thighs. With no one else around, she decided to indulge in some much-needed self-love.

Marsela sauntered into her bedroom, her ample breasts jiggling with each step. She slipped out of her conservative housewife garb, revealing a lacy black bra and matching panties that barely contained her succulent curves. Her golden mane cascaded down her back in loose, beachy waves, contrasting her deeply tanned skin. A patch of blonde fur peeked out from beneath the waistband of her underwear, hinting at the untamed Garden of Eden nestled between her thighs.

Sliding onto her plush king-sized bed, Marsela let out a sigh of pleasure as her back sank into the plush mattress. She ran her hands along the swell of her breasts, squeezing them together and relishing the weight of them in her palms. Her stiff nipples poked through the lacy cups, aching to be freed from their confines.

With a sensual wiggle, Marsela shimmied out of her bra, and her giant tits spilled forth like twin cantaloupes. She immediately latched onto one of the heaving mounds, taking the rosy peak into her mouth and suckling it like a hungry newborn. Her tongue swirled around the sensitive nub, drawing it into an even stiffer point.

As she massaged and caressed her own body, Marsela’s free hand made its way down the flat expanse of her belly. She traced circles around her navel with a manicured nail before dipping beneath her panties to meet the damp, needy heat of her pussy. The delicate lace was completely soaked through with her arousal.

Sliding her underwear down her long, toned legs, Marsela threw them aside carelessly. She spread her thighs wide, exposing her hairy cunt to the cool air of the room. With one hand, she reached up to continue toying with her nipples, tugging on the engorged buds until she drew pained whimpers from her lips. The other hand ventured back between her legs, fingers delving into the drenched folds of her sex.

Two digits plunged knuckle-deep into Marsela’s tight channel as her thumb sought out the swollen bud of her clit. She fingered herself with fast, hard strokes, the wet squelch of her pussy filling the room. Her wrist rotated as she screwed her hand, hitting all her sweet spots deep inside.

Parking her thumb against her clit, Marsela ground against it with increasingly desperate circles. Her back bowed off the bed as the tension built in her core, stretching like a tightrope. She added a third finger to her pussy, stretching her tight walls to accommodate the intrusion as she pistoned in and out. Leaning down, she drew her neglected nipple into her mouth again at the same time she curled her fingers up to rub against that spongey lump near the front of her canal.

The pressure inside her became too much to bear. Sparks flashed behind her eyelids as her climax crashed over her in full force. Her pussy clenched rhythmically around her pistoning fingers, creaming all over her hand. A cry of ecstasy tumbled from her lips, so loud she hoped the neighbors couldn’t hear her shameless moans.

As her peak slowly ebbed, Marsela removed her fingers from her still-spasming hole and brought them to her mouth. She lapped at the abundant arousal coating them, savoring the thick, musky flavor of her essence on her tongue. She licked them clean before slumping bonelessly against the mattress, spent from her frenzied masturbation session.

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After a while of self stimulation and reaching orgasm, Marsela had a full clean up session. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she was very pleased with what she saw. She was still very hot and still had a nice body. She smirked to herself and continued getting ready for another productive day. Later tonight she would invite her open-minded husband to ransack the house with her. There was nothing they loved more than kinky displays of love. They would start in the living room, then move to the kitchen, and finally the bedroom for the main show. Marsela craved the rush of raw passion and needed to be ravished, and her husband was the perfect partner to fulfill her every need.