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My first MILFLorraine was one of the secretaries where I worked. Somehow she always stood out from the rest. Early fifties, pretty, smiley, flirty, always immaculately dressed and manicured, and obviously someone who was a real catch when she was younger. One day at some social event or other Lorraine got a bit tipsy. She was wearing a tight-fitting white shirt, jeans that showed off her pert, shapely arse and when she was up on the dancefloor I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I thought nothing of it until someone at work organised some dance classes and Lorraine pestered me to sign up. I told her I would, but only if she would be my partner. I didn’t realise what I was letting myself in for…After a few weeks Lorraine asked me over to hers for some extra practice. I jumped at the chance and so one Saturday night I turned up at her flat. We talked over a couple of glasses of wine. And then: “So how about our dance practice?” She put some music on and took my hand. We moved awkwardly at first. “Move your hand lower down my back,” she said as she pushed into me. My two left feet took over and as we attempted some step or other, we fell and I found myself sprawled on Lorraine’s living room carpet, with Lorraine underneath me.I spluttered some kind of apology but as I looked down at her, it was clear that no apology was needed. She bahis firmaları looked straight up at me, piercing me with her gaze and pulled me down towards her. We kissed deeply, tongues intertwining, pushing further into her mouth as my hands unbuttoned her shirt. She pushed her groin up into my leg, grinding it hard. I pulled her shirt open. Pale skin, lacy black bra – and I scooped it over her tits to expose them. Nice big areolas and ruby-red nipples that were already rock hard and good for sucking. I got to work on her tits while she undid my belt and zip and pushed my trousers down my legs with her feet. My cock sprung out, and I could feel the precum against my boxers as I sucked and nibbled one of Lorraine’s sweet nips, then the other. She gasped as I bit a little harder on her left nipple while massaging her fleshy right tit which yielded in between my fingers. Meanwhile her hand went towards my hard dick as she started to finger the tip through my boxers. I reached down and lowered them for her and her hand instinctively gripped around my aching shaft. I could feel the blood pulse in my throbbing member as Lorraine’s hungry mouth went towards my cock. She slid back my dripping foreskin as she took my bellend between her lips, parting my little slit with her dirty tongue. Soon she had the length of my dick in her kaçak iddaa mouth, gagging and slobbering while she gave me head. As she did I undid her jeans and slid my hand inside her panties. I could feel her sticky wetness immediately and I pulled my dripping fingers out of her knickers and slid them into her mouth. She tasted her juices and lapped up every drop. I pulled her jeans down to see her pussy. A big thick bush, nicely trimmed at the sides, and jet-black to contrast with her porcelain skin. The middle two fingers of my right hand pushed through her pubes to the opening of her sopping cunt, then up and into her. “Oh fuck, yes,” she gasped, “Push them deeper into me.” After my initial hesitant strokes I started to finger-fuck her hard and fast. I pulled back and frantically worked my fingers time and time again into Lorraine’s wet pussy, her thick pubes now dripping with her vaginal juices. “Yes, there, right there… oh fuck, yes, make me cum…” Within minutes Lorraine strained and held her breath, cumming right there on my fingers.As I withdrew my hand, Lorraine slid hers back towards my still-hard member. “This is what I really want,” she whispered, wanking my dick until it felt like it would explode. She got herself onto all fours, arse in the air, and spread her cheeks apart. Her wet pink cunt lips glimpsed out kaçak bahis from her dark bush, while her neat, puckered arsehole decontracted. I leant forward to put my tongue in her cunt and worked it upwards until I could feel the unmistakable creases of her tight bum hole on the tip of my tongue. I lapped at her arse for a minute or two, enjoying that dirty sensation. Lorraine was loving it – “Bet when you saw me in work you didn’t think I was such a dirty bitch!” – and eventually I moved forward to slide my hard cock into her cunt. I gripped her hips and pulled her onto my length, getting every inch of it into her. She moaned as I penetrated her deeply. I worked up a rhythm and started to fuck her, hard. I held her arse cheeks open to look at my dick sliding in and out of her, and to see her dirty brown hole. With my thumb, I circled her arsehole and pushed against it. It gave way easily and Lorraine gasped as she settled back onto my thick finger… all the way to the knuckle.This was too much for me. After fingering her arse for a minute, I pulled it out to grab her again. As she bucked against me, I pushed myself deeper inside her, quicker and quicker. My balls banged against her pussy as my cock felt like it would explode. And then – I felt my warm jet of semen unload inside Lorraine’s dripping wet cunt, right there on her living room floor. I grunted as I fired every last drop of my juice inside her. Lorraine and I remained dance partners for a while, and we ended up fucking every time we practised. Come Dancing? Cum Dancing, more like.
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