I sure had made enough bad decisions to last a lifetime, but this took the cake. Or so I thought at the realization that I had just walked into an obvious trap set by a lonely slutty MILF. It made no sense that Jeremy would want to see me. I mean, our relationship had been over for about three months now. And I know, three months probably isn’t a lot of time for you, but it was just enough for me to let loose and move on to new people. I should have known better than to accept his invitation when he asked me to come over on a Friday night. Or maybe this was just the naughty part of me that craved his cock. He wasn’t particularly big between his legs, but he was just what my tight pussy needed.

It wasn’t until I stepped into his bedroom that I realized there was no Jeremy. He was actually not even home. But his mom wouldn’t let me go so easily. Not until I had massaged a sore spot on her left inner thigh. I had heard stories of the woman’s wantonness. Stories about how badly she needed something inside of her. Massaging her inner thigh required her to undress. Jeremy’s mom was hot, she was in every sense of a MILF. And she had not even bothered to wear panties. So, once she stripped off her night robe, her pussy was in full sight. Warm, wet, milky, it told me she had been fucking.

I knew what this lonely slutty MILF was up to.

She had no sore spot, I could bet on it with my life. All she wanted was to seduce me with the sight of her juicy wet pussy. She should know that there was no way anyone could say no to a sight so inviting. Even if there was, I wouldn’t say no to a woman who needed to be punished for being such a shameless whore, even if she was my ex’s mom. I massaged her inner thigh in the pretense that I knew nothing of her intentions. But my hands soon glided up, only stopping when two fingers tore through her opening. She moaned, her voice laced with shock and excitement. She tried to put up a resistance. But the excitement in her breathy voice told me she was enjoying every moment of me invading her pussy.

Her cunt was large. It told me that she’d had a huge cock pounding her before my arrival. The woman’s filthiness only awakened mine, spurring me to stroke her twice as fast as I usually would. She cried out and quivered, her hands frantically reaching for the headboard of the bed while her thighs trembled visibly. I crawled forward and brought my tongue to her clit, licking the sensitive nub and intensifying her pleasure until she craved a way out.
But I had no intentions of going easy on her. I hooked my hands around her thighs and gripped her with firm pressure, holding her in place as I licked that slutty pussy until she exploded on my tongue.

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