A very short porn story about a phone sex milf
You don’t know how much I want it right now. Am lying in bed with my head on my favorite pillow. Looks like my mind have a hand of their own. Just running up and down my body. Am staring at the ceiling with my eyes half closed as I stroke my things and caress my sensitive swollen nipples, they are pushing against my hands as I cycle on them. Oh feels so nice. Feels like my nipples are connected to my clitoris with a string. Every touch is urging me on more. I just want something hot n spicy in my lips.
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My legs urgently part and close like I have felt something between them. The soft skin on my inner thighs are growing so moist I feel like am drowning in something. I want someone to watch me touch my body, pleasure myself till I collapse. I want to see his cock raise hard in his jeans as he watches me. I want him to tear me apart and thrust into me until am screaming and moaning his name with pleasure. I just ran my hand over my hairless pussy lips…guess what? Am so dripping wet in need. Am raising my fingers to test my forbidden juices, and it is quite a pleasure. So warm and salty I just love the taste. My fingers get down there one more time, push the lips and apart and dive in like a dolphin. I feel like I will die with the need for a cock inside me.
I can’t feel my legs. It feels so good and so sweet but still something is missing. My clit is so swollen and sensitive to touch; won’t someone just go down for me, please? You have a clever mouth daddy, rubbing against mine and twisting my lips. Your tongue is so wild am almost choking on it. I can feel your rubbery skin pushing against mine. Your hands on my breasts are so large…I love the way you squeeze them. You are taking advantage of my position right now and am thrusting my hips against yours with my fingers tight on your hair. Slowly dear… bring it on…I can’t wait any longer…You push your finger on me, stroking that piece of meat making me gasp for breath.
You hold on my lips, guiding that missile head into my Iceland while staring at me. I look up into your eyes, and you thrust slowly into me. I can feel the pleasure all over my body. You are rubbing your cock into me like no one has ever paid attention to me. You are stretching me. It feels like I will split into halves. Am holding on to the pole of the bed like my life depends on it. The thrust is picking up; slowly, then harder and faster. I can feel my pussy muscles clenching. You push into and put your fingers on my nipples as I burst all over your meat, squeezing it with my pussy muscles as I cum into eternity. You grab my boobs and push them against your hands. I can feel your muscles moving and twitching. You ground on to me one more time as you cock unleashes the hot jet of cum inside my pussy. We both collapse in the bed; the you kiss my neck softly as you withdraw from me. Damn!! I can’t hold myself; my legs are still shaking, and the room is so stanched its turning me on again. I think I need the shower.