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."

into his arms. I was in a different world. I could not believe what just happened. I was elated but felt a twinge of guilt. It felt like I was

something as he asked "Is everything

inside the house. Oh Shit! Jack is home. I freaked out! I got up and grabbed my swimsuit and raced as fast as I could to my house. I left my book

to myself "What on earth have

like I was repeating my horrid past from 15 years ago. Try as I

woke up Friday morning after a restless night of sleep, rubbed my temples and thought out loud "What on earth was I thinking or rather not thinking yesterday

can't believe that I let Brooks seduce me so easily. I know that 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

a shower and ponder my next move. As I washed myself, I couldn't help but relive the incredible tongue fucking I received yesterday. I

turning myself on! Am I that much of a cock starved slut? I can't deal with this. I don't 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

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

wondered if I was the same woman that I was a few weeks ago? Was I reverting to the MILF slut from 15 years ago? Yesterday afternoon with Brooks was amazing. The sex was 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

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

relieved that I didn't have to face Brooks quite yet. As I was running my errands, I was rehearsing in my mind 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 no