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I had left home as an eighteen year old to go to college, but in my first year travelled back most weekends and for all holidays to visit my then girlfriend. I always stayed with my Dad and step-mom, Susannah – my siblings had by now all left home, so a lot of the time I had the place to myself. Like many “step kids” I’d had a massive crush on my step-mom since my early teens – she was a smoking hot, petite blonde and a typical MILF.Of course, that was all it was as far as I was concerned, a fantasy. That was the way it stayed until fall break that year. As I say, my siblings had all gone, so for most of the 2 weeks I was alone most days with Susannah. I was always looking for opportunities to see her coming out the bathroom wrapped in a towel, hoping for a glimpse of her sandy pubic hair or puffy pink nipple. Most mornings I would wait until she went into the bathroom before going to her room to find her discarded panties, and bring them back to my room for a surreptitious wank whilst sniffing the creamy, still moist gusset. I half wanted her to catch me, cock in hand and imagined Kartal Escort what would happen. I often left the panties neatly folded, gusset exposed, in order to plant the suspicion of my activity in her mind. Anyway, halfway through this particular stay, I had agreed to give her a ride to work (a part time cleaning job). As we drove, we chatted and Susannah told me that she had discovered my stash of MILF porn whilst cleaning – I was a little shocked and of course embarrassed, but she put me at ease telling me “It’s ok, we all have our little fantasies”. She asked about my predilection and I told that I was desperate to be with an experienced woman – I remember even discussing specific divorced friends of hers, friends of the family, and she nonchalantly talked about them and their relationships. I brazenly asked her whether she knew of anyone who might be interested in me. She responded that she would have to think about it. At some point as we approached the drop-off point, I asked her about her little fantasy. Amazingly she told me that she fantasized Kartal Escort Bayan about black guys. I asked her whether she had ever been with a black guy and she told me, making me promise not to tell my Dad, that she had before she was married as a young girl. I asked her whether it was the fabled endowment that she enjoyed, but she said that it was mainly the physique and strangely the musky smell that fueled her fantasy Shortly afterwards we arrived at our destination and I remember feeling slightly flustered and extremely aroused. She smiled and told me that she would see me later. Obviously my mind was blown and I spent most of the day, stroking my cock imaging Susannah, my sexy but prim step-mom being fucked by a black cock! That evening over dinner was slightly awkward for me, though she acted as if nothing had happened. Next morning that all changed. I heard my Dad leave early for work as usual and turned over to go back to sleep. Around 8am I woke again and heard Susannah downstairs in the kitchen. I got up and headed to the Escort Kartal bathroom for a shower. When I came out I passed by my parent’s bedroom and heard Susannah getting ready inside (the door was closed), as I walked past she called out, asking me to come in and give her a hand. I opened the door, she was stood with her back to me wearing nothing but bra and panties – my cock stirred under my dressing gown, she turned round with a very sexy grin on her face and said “I’ve been thinking about your fantasy and thought I might be able to help”. I could feel my cock stirring more as I gazed at her clad in the skimpiest black underwear I could imagine – itwasn’ttransparent, but sort of semi translucent, clear enough for me to see a clear outline of her neatly trimmed pubic area and her puffy pink nipples which were slightly swollen. I was speechless. “I can see you might need some help” she said as she stared back at my erection which was now jutting up beneath the gown. With this she pushed me onto the edge of the bed and sunk to her knees, freeing my cock, expertly grasping it with one hand as she began to gently lick my balls. Looking down I could see the top of her blonde hair moving rhythmically as she slowly licked up and down my shaft – then she looked up and grinned again before dribbling some spit deliciously on the tip of my cock and gently teasing it with her pink tongue.
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