Busty MILFs Wearing Satin and Sucking Cocks

I had missed the show. A feeling of desperate disappointment flooded over me, I was totally shocked at my reaction. Two days later, I was shopping down the Holloway Road, when I passed a well know photographic shop. I stopped in my tracks, there in the window was a large telescope, a bit expensive but affordable, it was just what I wanted. The salesman was soon eager to help. “What did I intend using it for?” He asked, but seeing my confusion he went on, “what I mean is, do you intend on studying the stars, or perhaps bird watching, it makes a lot of difference to which type of telescope you need.” I hadn’t anticipated the question, to me a telescope was just that, a telescope! I knew I was blushing as my thoughts raced, bird watching he had said, how right he was, a gorgeous blackbird! I hoped he thought my blush was just down to my simple embarrassment at my lack of knowledge. “Oh no, I’m not interested in the stars, just, well, sort of close range scenery and things,” I said a bit lamely. He wasn’t in the slightest bit phased though, he seemed completely satisfied with my explanation. He went over to a shelf, selected a box before unpacking a completely different model. “This should suit your needs,” as he set it up on a tripod, then he said, “why don’t you point it out the window, see what you think.” He showed me how to focus and then I was astounded when the shops opposite suddenly appeared to be only feet away. “Wow! I thought I would be able to see everything in fine detail with this beauty.” I could feel myself getting wet with anticipation. The price was nowhere near as bad as I expected, so very shortly, I had paid and was on my way, rushing home to get my MILF new toy set up. I kept it low, just over the window sill so as not to be too obvious. Then I looked across the gardens and focused. My God! I was in her room, or so it seemed, I could actually read the larger writing on a packet of cereals sitting next to her sink. That evening I was crushed, there’d been no sign of her. But the following day, there she was. She wandered about, tidying as she went. I watched her as she microwaved a ready meal, eating it together with a bottle of wine, it was a Lambrusco, not really my cup of tea, but okay. Then she was running water at the sink, I saw her testing the water before she fetched a towel, here we go I thought and felt myself tingling with excitement. Big Tits I had already rearranged my furniture a little, the armchair better positioned for me. I had satin spread one of my silky nighties on the arm to make it softer for my pussy in anticipation of a nice sexy show. She was undressing, as my skirt dropped to the floor, I didn’t have any panties on, I was ready and eagerly waiting for whatever she might have to offer. It was a repeat performance of the previous occasion, except for one big difference, this time, I could see everything in close-up detail. Her nipples were gorgeous and I could see them swelling under her touch. I had begun my humping of the chair, the silk of the nightie soft and gentle rubbing along my slit. I humped harder when her hands went to her pussy, I could just see in between her slit when she held it open to wash there. Faster I humped as my pulse began to race. Tonight, she took much longer over her pussy, I wondered why. Then with a shock, I realised she had begun to play with herself. I was shrugging off my coat to put it on the back of a dining room chair when I noticed something was off. A soldier?” “You play the drums?” Olivia asked. White panties! “Sven!” the faerie princess whimpered. She said “I heard Jen was a dyke”. I never translated it, Angela.” He gave me the address and said to park in the driveway. Looking to the right, he saw him. I should clarify some things. Vera wasn’t completely done, however. I looked into the mirror and watching him standing over me, sweaty and breathing hard gathering himself was hot. Azra's hand stroked me hard, fast. Each of us moaning. I thought for a minute and remembered that I needed to change my life, and one of the MILF stories in the magazine jumped into my mind. change. I found a bright red satin used Mustang convertible that I felt I could afford. Big Tits I didn't have one of those.