Marcia Holt was a very
lustful
Lady who was an eye-catching cougar who was doused in heavy musk and on the
prowl.
The wrong side of forty she was still a woman full of desire, with the looks
and the confidence to get what she wanted.
She was outrageously flirty and was exotic, erotic, earthy and dirty,
she didn’t bother with underwear, she knew what she wanted and if it made the
men stare she really didn’t care.
Marci walked into the club looking for someone to quench her fire on that
particular day she chose a young buck called Vinny to satisfy her sexual urges.
The lustful Lady took him to a cheap hotel and used him and abused him
and extracted every ounce of pleasure from each satisfying penetration until orgasmic
culmination and ecstatic ejaculation
Vinny pulled out of her and she let out
an audible sigh of satisfaction and in the moment after withdrawal he bent down
and kissed her quivering belly and lay his face against it.
Marcia sighed again,
and he felt her muscles contract and he stood up just in time to see a little
dribble of his cum escape from her hole.
She lay there for
about twenty minutes breathing deeply and sighing repeatedly, he threw a
blanket loosely across her and the only sounds coming from her were her sighs
and a series of soft whispers from her fanny.
He had redressed
himself and was sitting on the bed watching her, rerunning the night’s events
in his head subconsciously selecting those specific moments that would make it
to his wank bank.
Apart from the obvious
inclusions there was also the sound of her screaming orgasm, the dribble on her
lip and her fanny farting would all make it in.
As Marcia stirred
Vinny wondered if she had a wank bank and what moments with him would be in it.
Marcia opened her eyes
and looked at him watching her an threw the blanket off her and said
“I hope you’re ready
to go again”
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