Tessa Fowler – Red Hot Valentines 5d 1

Oh, how the oldP spokeswoman Tessa Fowler ever loved Valentine’s Day. The British MILF, a raven-haired, abundant-bosomed minx, had always enjoyed using the holiday as an excuse to express her wild side. And this year was no different.

Tessa emerged from her bedroom, clad in stiletto heels, a tight red mini-dress that barely contained her exaggerated curves, fishnet stockings, and a sultry smile. She knew precisely what a vision of naughtiness she cut in her revealing ensemble.

Making her way down the spiral staircase, the mature vixen sashayed into the living room. Her large breasts jiggled with each step, straining at the confines of the skimpy dress. Tessa felt powerful, intoxicating – as if she could bend any man, or woman, to her carnal whims.

Pouring herself a glass of rich red wine, the busty Brit settled onto the plush sofa. She crossed her long legs and let the silky material of her dress ride up her expansive thighs. Tessa took a sip of the decadent beverage, savoring its bold flavor as her eyes fluttered closed.

The alluring MILF’s mind wandered to last year’s Valentine’s escapades. She’d seduced two strapping young lads, one blonde and one brunette, both ripe with youthful vigor. Tessa had instructional sex with the gorgeous studs, riding them with lustful abandon until every muscle in her ripe body ached with pleasure.

But this year, she wanted something different. Perhaps a woman to rub herself against, to explore each other’s slick, fragrant flesh. Tessa had grown bored with manly appendages – she yearned for something more vibrant, a physique like her own.

The curvy mature slut finished her glass of wine and shimmied out of her dress. Sitting on the sofa in matching crimson lingerie, she massaged her heavy, jiggling tits. Tessa could feel her pulse quickening. The juicy brunette had grown wet, her cunny throbbing with yearning.

Rising to her feet, the buxom beauty made her way to the bedroom. She positioned herself before the full-length mirror and admired the view. Her large breasts swelled above a pair of sheer demi-cups; a wisp of a thong barely covered her ample haunches. Tessa could scarcely believe the tremendous proportions of her body.

Reaching behind her back, the milf unclasped her bra and allowed it to drop away. Creamy, sumptuous breasts spilled into view, twin mounds of hypersexualized womanhood. Tessa cupped the massive globes, kneading them like dough as erect nipples poked through her fingers.

Lowering a hand to her thong, the lustful minx found her pussy sopping wet. She rubbed through the damp fabric, spreading the slippery juices over her swollen mound and puffy lips. Her fingers combed through her neatly-trimmed bush.

Lying on the bed, the generously-stacked woman hooked her fingers beneath the thin straps of her thong and shimmied it down her thick thighs. Pouting her full, saucy lips, Tessa gazed at her lush reflection in the mirror. Pink, succulent flesh glistened between long legs; a neat cleft of hair rested atop a puckered, enticing hole.

Sliding a hand between her legs, the big-titted minx parted her labia and revealed the slick pink folds of her inner cunt. Slender fingers massaged her engorged clit as her rich thighs spread wider. Tessa could scarcely believe the sheer ardor brewing between her legs.

Pinching the sensitive bud until it throbbed, the wild-eyed siren plunged two fingers deep inside her needy fuck hole. Her hairy cunt swallowed the digits hungrily, muscles rippling around them as she finger-fucked with animalistic abandon. Wet slurping noises filled the decadently lit boudoir.

Inserting a third finger, the ravenous slut hammered her pussy with renewed viciousness. Her other hand reached up to grab a pillow, which she brought down upon her bouncing tits with a sharp cry. Squirming and moaning, Tessa opened herself to the exquisite rush of pleasure.

Slick thighs clamped around her wrist while she impaled herself on the pumping fingers. Gyrating her wide, jiggling hips, the panting MILF drove herself closer towards climax. Her cunt gushed arousal around the plundering digits, flecks of honey landing upon her inner thighs and dampening the sheets.

Curling her fingers, she sought to reach the sensitive patch of nerves that rested high on her pelvic wall. Tessa knew she was close – every muscle in her body tightened in anticipation of a thunderous orgasm.

Finally, with a keening moan, the mature British beauty came undone. Her tensed form convulsed, rippling with wave after wave of intense pleasure. Whorish tits heaved as a flood of cunny cream gushed from her urethra. Tessa rolled onto her side and rubbed her pussy with gusto, coaxing every last tremor from her spasming body.

Peering up at her reflection with a satisfied smile, the sated MILF traced a finger around the heaving surface of one abundant breast. The sensitive flesh quivered beneath her touch.

What a way to spend Valentine’s Day, Tessa thought to herself. But next year, she’d have a partner to share her carnal feast with – perhaps a young, lithe female body squirming atop her own. Either way, the buxom temptress would spend the night in an orgy of unbridled indulgence.