Fake Sex Fantasy... Real Fucking Filthy
"I really appreciate the help, Todd. Thank you. You're so sweet."
"My pleasure, Kelly. I'm glad I could help."
"Would you like some tea?"
"Sure. That would be great."
"Here... Sit."
Our neighbor Todd sits at the kitchen table. He just finished helping Kelly move some stuff from the basement of our house.
Dude looks around the kitchen while my wife Kelly (Kelly Madison) gets him some iced tea from the fridge. His line of vision happens to catch Kelly's ass as she bends over to get the tea from the fridge. It's instinctively wiggling... and looking extra scrumptious in those real skimpy, pink booty shorts. Sexy bitch.
Todd swallows hard. He's tapping the table nervously as he watches my 54 year old, blonde bombshell wife bring the tea over to him, smiling so seductively sweet as she does. Kelly can't help but be smokin' hot. It's just who she is.
"Here ya go, Todd." Kelly pours Todd some tea, leaning over the table as she pours. Her 34FF cleavage popping outta her thin, tight, low cut, short sleeve white blouse. Todd swallow hard again, the peeks up at Kelly. She's looking right at him, playfully smirking right at him. Todd's mesmerized by my wife... like everyone else is.
Her long blonde hair perfectly flowing down her back. Her smile radiating luscious beauty and Raging heat at the same time. Those all natural funbags stretching that top to its breaking point. Her nipples so hard, they're almost ripping through her top. Todd starts sweating. His eyes laser beam focused on Kelly.
"Oh my God. This woman is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I want to kiss her so freaking bad." Todd tells himself, nervously half grinning as he hears the tea hitting the glass. He gulps again, so totally mesmerized by the blonde beauty milf in front of him, pouring tea. All he can think about is kissing her, then banging her beautiful blonde brains out, right there on the kitchen table. He rapidly asks himself a dozen questions. So anxiously nervous, but so fucking turned on by my wife. What should he do? Should he kiss her? Would she mind? Would she like it? Should he try to fuck her? Would she suck his cock? What should he do????????????.......
"Drink up." Kelly snaps Todd out of his hardcore Kelly daze. He shakes his head and takes a deep breath. He gathers himself quickly.
"Thanks." Is all he can muster. A sweaty, nervous half grin on his face, Todd picks the glass up and drinks the iced tea, breathing deep as Kelly giggles, and winks at him. She walks back over to the fridge. Kelly grins wickedly with her back turned to Todd as she puts the tea back in the fridge, knowing full well... and very proud of... what she was doing to him.
That's my wife. My hot wife. There ain't no bitch like her. Period!
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Kelly and I have been married for eight years. I'm 28. She's 54. I saw her shopping for cereal one day at the store, and that was it. Her ass and titties had me ready to lose my shit on the cereal aisle. I was like Todd. I was totally mesmerized. I followed her through the store, watching her close, thinking all kinds of kinky, nasty thoughts about her. I noticed that she would look back and smile when she saw me following her, so I walked up to her and introduced myself. I looked into those green eyes and that was it, dude. I was hooked forever.
I bought her like six boxes of Raisin Bran, and took her out to my van and fucked her senseless. Four hours straight in the back of the van in the grocery store parking lot. We had it rockin' so fucking hard, the van was bouncing off the ground as it rocked back and forth, side to side. Everybody could hear us Moaning and growling and getting extra funky and shit in there. Extra loud and extra proud, bitches. Fucking awesome shit!
I asked her to marry me the next day. And, here we are.
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