Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

My Milf Transformation:>>Ep33

He moaned encouragement, "That's it slut, just like that."

His words turned me on. I felt my pussy coming alive. I so much wanted to reach down and stroke myself but I chose to concentrate instead on giving Brooks as much pleasure as I could.

I felt his hips start to rock up and down. He was slowly pushing his cock deeper into my mouth. I opened as wide as I could so that he could fuck my face. Every time he moved deeper into my mouth, I sucked harder.

I started playing with his balls and he growled at me "Yes play with my balls. You are such a slut! I want you to swallow all of my cum baby."

His hands wrapped around my head. I could tell he was nearing his orgasm. I let go of his balls and started to rub his anus. Slowly at first, circling his sphincter, and then I started to push into his ass until I had one finger inside. He groaned "Oh shit yes Sydney I am cumming."

He blasted a torrent of hot gooey protein into my mouth. I felt his cock twitching as each spurt splashed down my throat. So much cum. I swallowed as much as I could but it was an avalanche of white goo. I damn near orgasmed again it was so incredible. I felt his cock shrink in my mouth as I held onto it as long as possible.

Brooks sat up and sighed "That was fucking amazing, Sydney."

reached over and pulled me down into his arms. I was in a different world. I could not believe what just happened. I was elated but felt

think Brooks sensed something as

my swimsuit and raced as fast as I could to my house. I left my book and sunglasses there but I will get those later. As I walked inside, I heard Jack say to Brooks "Doing a little skinny dipping? Don't let Sydney see you like that

thought to myself "What on earth have you done Sydney! Damn

Brooks seduce me so easily. As much as I tried to rationalize my feelings and actions I kept coming to the same conclusion. I acted like a slut and felt like I was repeating my horrid past from 15 years ago. Try as I may I could not get those thoughts out of my mind. When I got home, I was exhausted, more

rubbed my temples and thought

I've been horny but it still is no excuse! My God he is 22 years old and I'm 51. I am the adult. I am the one who should be the responsible person.

As I washed myself, I couldn't help but relive the incredible tongue fucking I received yesterday. I came so hard and two times

trust myself around Brooks and yet tomorrow I've been invited over to Jack's for drinks and appetizers. I started to cry not knowing what to do. How can I get out of this without hurting Jack's feelings? I thought maybe I'll just avoid Brooks until he goes home. If

a moment to look at myself. I turned sideways looking at my profile, studying myself in the mirror. I decided my body was in great shape for a woman in her early fifties. Of course, I worked hard to keep it taut and toned, no paunch, no saddlebags, no sagging skin beneath my arms, my workouts helped keep it that way. My breasts stuck out and sat proud upon my chest, barely showing any signs of succumbing to gravity, my erect nipples were hard and engorged with blood from my mounting

so intense and gratifying. I closed my eyes and recalled in vivid detail how hot and wild the sex was. Just the thought of it brought a heated tingle that ran through my

Stop this! He is 22 years old! I

made up my mind that I was not going to run away and hide. I am a grown confident adult woman. I will sit down and

how best to discuss all my concerns with him. My concern was to make sure I could control my shameful desire. I need to let my guilty feelings control the conversation. I needed Brooks to understand that under