Smoking Hot Mom
I felt a twitch in my groin as I approached the bar to get a drink. I could see her sexy long legs leading to a very short miniskirt. When I was alongside her, I glanced her way realising she was a little older than I expected, maybe late 30s or early 40s.
A couple of days later, I saw her again. She was playing pool and each time she bent over to take a shot, I got an eyeful of her long legs. I couldn’t help but stare as this hot mom bent over the table. How I wished I could fuck this mom from behind. With my mind reeling, I went outside to the little garden area for a smoke.
“Have you got a light?” a soft voice called from behind. I turned around to see her standing there holding a cigarette.
I fumbled in my pocket for my lighter, my hand brushing against my growing erection. I thought to myself that I hoped it didn’t show too much.
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