Borrowing Her Lodger’s Vibrator : Milf’s Threesomes 18 (FFM Threesome Erotica): Milf's Threesomes, #18

By Nicki Menage

When Martha's batteries run flat on her vibrator, she sneaks into her lodger Ellis's room to borrow hers instead.  Ellis spies her landlady skipping out of her room and she follows her to watch as Martha finishes the job she started.

Ellis's house-mate Connor stirs in bed and arrives at Martha's room too.  Soon the two of them are helping Martha come, but Martha has a few naughty ideas of her own before that happens.

Read as they venture into Martha's room for a night that none of them will ever forget.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nicki Menage
• Release date: Sep 24, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201846138

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Go to your room, Connor, Ellis said.

No way, he laughed.  I’m not missing this.

Then stay quiet and don’t say a word to anyone, Martha told him.

Martha passed the toy to Ellis and Connor moved from off the wall to get a better view.  He stood at the side of the bed and watched as Ellis studied the toy and turned it on.

Relax, she said to Martha.  Just relax.

Martha’s shoulders rocked against the mattress as she got comfortable.  Ellis reached forward and stroked along the mound of flesh beneath her landlady’s panties.  Martha’s eyes closed tight and she held a breath.

Ellis put the vibrator down and gripped the top of Martha’s panties.  Martha’s eyes opened and she looked to Connor.  Connor was staring excitedly, waiting for his housemate to unleash his landlady’s pussy.

Do it, Connor hushed.

Martha caught sight of the stiffness that grew beneath Connor’s underwear.  Take them off, she said.

Ellis pulled them down and Martha brought her knees together.  Her panties slid down to her ankles and Ellis took them off, discarding them at the side of the bed.

Martha opened her knees again and both Connor and Ellis looked to her crotch excitedly.  It was shaven close, leaving nothing to the imagination.  Connor stared at her beautiful folds, looking down between her legs to where the light from the bedside lamp made her wetness glisten.

You should take your bra off too, Connor suggested.

Is that right? Martha asked.  Should you take your boxer-shorts off too?

I don’t care, said Connor.

Ellis sat in shock on the bed, looking to Connor.  You don’t?

He shrugged.

So, take them off, she said, smirking at the dare.

Connor was as good as his word.  He put his thumbs down inside his boxer-shorts and whipped them down quickly to reveal a big, stiff cock that sprang up out of them.

You weren’t kidding, Martha said, watching his stiffness bounce to a