MILF Paradise System

She put her hands up now—grabbing me by the shoulders tight for leverage, nails digging into my muscle as she used her hips to guide my cock deeper, taking control subtle while we faced each other standing, bodies locked impossible close.

My dick head was inside her pussy—just the tip at first, stretching her entrance wide, her juices coating me fresh and thick, dripping down my shaft and balls as she trembled hard.

Her thick body shook—tits heaving heavy against my chest, nipples hard and rubbing my skin, ass clenching tight in my grip from behind, thighs quivering as she adjusted to the fullness starting.

She pushed subtle—taking more slow, moaning soft and needy, hips rocking gentle to feel every inch slide in, pussy walls fluttering desperate around me.

I held still—letting her feel the tease, the slow stretch, controlling her completely, making her crave the rest, body begging silent.

Soon I shoved my full dick in her pussy in this position—face to face, pressed so tight my stomach touched her soft belly, her tits crushed to my chest, no space between us, heat building wild.

I kept the rhythm thrusting—grabbing her hips hard, fingers bruising the flesh, looking at her slutty face moaning, eyes locked on mine, lost in pleasure completely.

I was seeing what my dick was doing to this faithful wife I broke today—her pretty face losing it in pleasure, mouth open wide moaning nonstop, eyes rolling slight with every deep slam into her belly, her pussy crying with pleasure, leaking thick around my shaft, juices running down our thighs.

I kept thrusting like that—watching her thick body jiggle wild, boobs bouncing heavy with every thrust, ass rippling in my grip.

I managed to get one in my mouth—leaning down slight as I kept thrusting deep, sucking rough, biting the nipple hard while pounding, my hands still on her hips guiding the rhythm.

She leaned onto me—head over my shoulder as she couldn't bear to look me in the eyes anymore while I took her filthy like this, biting my shoulder hard to muffle cries, wrapping arms tight around me as I thrust harder, deeper.

"yeah… like that… fuck me…" she moaned loud when I touched her spot deep, voice breaking, body jolting hard as my dick hit perfect, walls clenching wild around me.

After fucking her a while standing—thrusts deep and steady, her thick body jiggling with every slam—I wanted to see her face fully when I bred her deep, watch every expression as I filled her.

She was hiding her face—leaning heavy on my shoulder, biting and kissing my skin to muffle cries, arms wrapped tight like she couldn't bear the eye contact while I took her filthy.

I pulled out slowly—she missed it instant, pussy clenching empty hard like it couldn't bear the loss, looking at me panicked and needy, eyes wide and pleading, realizing I had something else in mind, body trembling as cool air hit her stretched hole.

I guided her to the bed in the room—hands firm on her thick body, fingers sinking into her soft hips and ass, leading her gentle but commanding, making her sit on the edge first, her heavy ass settling on the mattress with a soft jiggle.

Then I put some cushions behind her back for support—propping her up comfortable, head and shoulders elevated so she could see everything, but keeping her lower body right at the edge perfect height for me, ass hanging slight, pussy level with my hips.

Then I spread her legs wide—hands on her inner thighs pushing slow, looking at the view as her thick thighs parted reluctant at first then wide, muscles quivering, pussy exposed filthy and open, lips swollen dark pink and shining with our thick mess, juices stringing between them.

I made her knees close to her chest on sides—folding her gentle but firm, hands pressing her thighs back, spreading her legs even wider until she was completely open, ass lifting slight off the bed, everything on full display—pussy gaping needy, asshole twitching, juices dripping slow to the sheets.

Her thick thighs spread—shame taking over her face burning deep red, body trembling violent from how exposed she was, how vulnerable, mature curves offered like a sacrifice.

She put one hand on her pussy quick—trying to cover the dripping mess, fingers brushing her swollen lips accidental, making her jolt—and the other hand over her eyes tight, hiding her face in shame, breath hitching sharp, chest heaving.

She was so shameful she didn't want to look me in the eye as I exposed her there on the edge—legs folded back wide, pussy and ass on full display, juices shining thick under the light, body trembling violent from how vulnerable she felt, mature motherly curves offered like this to a guy her son's age.

But I wanted to break her completely—strip away that last shield, make her see herself surrendering, own the filth she craved.

I pulled her lower body closer—hands firm on her thick thighs, dragging her to the very edge of the bed until her ass hung slightly off, pussy perfectly level with my mouth as I knelt. I put her hand aside gentle but insistent—the one hiding her pussy from shame—fingers brushing hers as I moved it away, exposing her fully again.

Leaning down slow, I spread her legs wider with my hands—knees pushed back almost to her chest, thighs trembling open, everything on display: swollen lips glistening, juices thick and shining, asshole twitching from earlier teasing.

Tongue flat on her clit first—slow, broad lick tasting the thick juices, salty-sweet and heavy from her arousal, coating my tongue instant.

She cried—"No… Alex… please don't… like that… please…"—voice wrecked and breaking, body shaking violent under me, shame flooding her face burning red, tears pricking her eyes from how exposed she felt, how filthy this was.

But her need was stronger—hips bucking subtle into my mouth, pussy gushing fresh, thighs trying to close but held wide by my grip.

"Look at me, Heather," I said low, mouth hovering close to her pussy, hot breath teasing her clit, making it throb visible.