I'm a sexy, fifty-two-year-old mother of three. Recently, my husband and I moved into a new area. We now live in a small apartment block in the coastal town of Italy.
My husband had let slip a secret that he will desire me more, knowing that other men are wanting me as well.
"That's it. Watch me being fucked," I said to him. "Oh . . . that . . . feels . . . good," I said to my husband.
My husband had taken me to a local beach. We had walked to a secluded beach where he proceeded to fuck me. We had been caught out by two fishermen who had climbed over the rocks.
This story picks up from the end of Estela's Awakening Part 2.
My husband was thrusting his hips, which made his cock push deep inside me. My dress had bunched up around my waist, and I was fully exposed to these two men.
"Oh . . .fuck . . . this . . . is . . . so . . . good . . . that . . . feels . . . sooo . . .good," I moaned.
The young fisherman was the first to cum. As his cum erupted from his cock, my husband thrust one last time into me as I got filled with his hot seed.
Watching the young man in front of me cumming on the sand and feeling hot cum fill me up was all it took for me to have a fantastic orgasm.