Do you have mature phone sex fantasies? I am a mature whore; emphasis on whore. I love younger guys. I don’t card either if you understand what I am saying. The paper boy is in high school. What grade, I don’t know. I don’t ask, they don’t tell. That system works well for this cougar. On Sunday mornings he comes by to collect his money for the week. I greeted him in my purple robe and nothing else. Well stockings and high heels, but he could stare right at my big tits and shaved snatch. He stumbled for words. I grabbed him by his jacket and pulled him inside for every teen boy’s wet dream cum true. I spread my wet bald pussy and taught him all about how a mature woman tastes. He couldn’t believe how sweet I tasted. Girls his age don’t let boys go down on them. They don’t have the security yet. I wrapped my legs around his back so I could shove him in deeper. His tongue was like a thirsty dog lapping up water . I’m a squirter, so I coated his face with my juice. He was rock hard. I gave him a blowjob that made his toes curl. Once that cock was like a hammer, I guided him into my milf muff. I moaned so loudly as he entered my cougar cunt. He was long and hard. He wasn’t a minute boy either. He lasted a good 20 minutes. After he came deep inside my pussy, he asked if I was on the pill. I explained that the time to ask that is before you fill a woman up with your seed. I’m pushing 40 so I can still get pregnant, but the chances are slimmer the older I get. Knocked up by the paper boy though? I like that thought. Do you?
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