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It was a long time ago, but i do remember it well.

I found myself at a loose end, in-between jobs.

My friend invited me to go to his families place on the coast for a break. He wouldn’t be there but his mother would be delighted to see me again.

The last time I’d seen her was at school when they lived next-door. Since then he had moved house with his mum after his parents divorce.

I was now 21, and very naive to the world.

He would meet me at the station but was working away for a week, for good money.

As he picked me up we chatted on the short drive to the bungalow, he said his mum was dying ro meet me again, such a nice lad, she’d show me around and maybe go to the beach if the weather was nice.

On arrival she greeted me with a huge hug, holding my hand to show me around and my room, which was Ian’s.

We all chatted for a while after a bite to eat, then Ian said he needs to get to his digs for the week.

She insisted i call her by her first name, Gloria, which seemed strange at first.

We chatted for some time catching up with old times. At which point i asked to use the shower. Of course she insisted i should.

There wasn’t a lock on the door, which was fair enough, as most of her time was spent alone.

I took my dressing gown and a towel with me.

Oh i did need the shower, I soaped all over, taking my time, noticing a shaver, I cleaned up the stubble of pubes, and stepped out, giving it a rinse.

As i went to come out, the door was slightly ajar. I slipped boxers on and dressing gown and Joined Gloria in the kitchen, she was baking cakes, which smelt delicious.

I mentioned the door, and she told me the catch is a bit dodgy, but not to worry, but there was a glint in her eye.

I believed her.

For the first time since arriving i looked her up and down. A little chubbier than i remember, Sahabet wearing a t shirt and shorts, short blonde hair, I could see the shape of her nipples which i hadn’t noticed before, felt a stirring in my loins.

Had she removed her bra, surely not.

Again we chatted. Then she excused herself for a shower, offering me to enjoy a cake or 2.

I sat on the sofa, enjoying the chocolate muffin, as Gloria entered the room, she smelt lovely so i told her, she blushed. Pulling her gown tight as she sat opposite with a cake.

I told her they were delicious.

It wasn’t long after that the conversation changed. She became more flirty so i flirted back, all harmless.

She poured us a drink each, a very large vodka, and we continued chatting.

It was getting late now and we were both a little tipsy, so we retired to bed saying goodnight with the promise of a walk around tomorrow and maybe a game of cards.

This took me back to childhood where we all played cards, Gloria normally won.

We went to separate beds.

In the morning i woke to the smell of bacon cooking.

As i stretched out i realised my boxers were off, they were on the floor next to the dressing gown.

I was positive i hadn’t removed them, but I must have.

Quickly i slipped them on and dressing gown, went downstairs to the kitchen, smelling the source of the bacon cooking.

Greeted by a huge smile, and lovely sight.

Gloria was already dressed in a flowing summer dress, as the sun shone through the window it was almost see through.

Her ample bosom was jiggling away underneath, and her eyes sparkled with delight.

Good morning she chirped, just in time for breakfast, settling the plate in front of me.

With that she turned to do the dishes, chatting away to me, the sun showing her body.

My cock was growing as i watched.

It Sahabet Giriş was then I had to tell her how lovely her dress was, from my angle it was perfect.

She thanked me. Chuckling away, her boobs bouncing inside.

I was sure it was all deliberate, but she was Ian’s mum, it can’t be.

Years ago I’d told Ian she was a MILF, and she still was, even more so. Surely she didn’t know.

We went out for the day, my cock was on red alert all day.

As her seat belt nestled between her tits, accentuating the size, how they jiggled over the speed bumps, swayed gently as she walked.

It was like sex on legs, i kept averting my gaze, trying not to be caught gaping.

Later that evening we settled for a few drinks and a game of cards.

Then she dropped the bombshell.

Do i still think she’s a Milf.

My mouth dropped.

Yes.

Then I admitted I’d been ogling her boobs all day, she blushed and smiled.

I know she giggled, a little flushed from the alcohol.

She then admitted watching me shave in the shower, then removing my boxers while I slept. Wanting to touch my cock its been so long since she felt one.

My turn to blush and smile.

Looking at me, she wanted to make the game more interesting. Of course i absolutely agree.

I’m in shorts, shirt and boxers, Gloria is only in her dress.

She’s so good at cards I am at a distinct disadvantage. I offer to take off 2 items but she refuses.

We start again, after one round I have to remove an item of her choice.

Shorts it is, she beckons me next to her, undoing the button, sliding the zipper down, her fingers deliberately touching my hard on.

Then all the way down, i step out of them. The bulge obvious in my boxers, she smiles and whispers, see you soon.

Eventually I’m only in boxers and lose again.

As Sahabet Güncel Giriş i stand once again before her there’s a damp patch of precum on the boxers.

Lifting the elastic she eases them over my cock, her eyes set on the sex muscle.

Gently sliding them down as i throb in front of her.

Gloria’s fingers slide along the length, feeling the power of the muscle, cooing to herself.

She wants to kiss it, be fucked by it, but not yet.

With that, she stands up slowly, we kiss, tongues deep with passion. Her hands down my naked back and arse.

She pulls back a little as my fingers tease the buttons of her dress.

Allowing me to undo them to the waist.

My hands go into the shoulders of the dress, sliding it down.

Bit by bit her tits being exposed, until finally in their glory before me.

Beautiful i whisper, and she smiles.

I reach forward and cup them in my hands, her nipples hard against my fingers.

With a little wiggle her dress falls to the floor.

I step back to admire her body, something I’d had many a day wanking over in my youth.

We both know whats next.

I sit back on the chair as she straddles my legs, lowering slowly the bulbous head at her pussy lips.

It’s been years, since my pussy had cock she grunts as the helmet parts her labia.

Gently she lowers, biting her lips.

Finally all the way down, her body shudders, mmmm she murmurs.

Sitting there, taking it all in, she asks if i wanked over her. Yes.

Mmmm she purrs, did you fuck me in your dreams. Yes.

I can feel her pussy pulsating as she rocks back and forth.

I want your cum she murmurs as i bury my head in her bosom.

Mouth hunting for her nipple, hand around her waist the other teasing her other nipple.

She rocks faster, knowing I’ll cum.

Don’t hold back hunny Gloria grunts, fill me with cum.

I grab her waist, feel my cock harden, the ecstatic feeling as it rises along the length.

Our hips rocking hard together, her juices flowing as cum spurts and i gasp with pleasure.

Yes she whispers kissing me hard.

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