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    I Used The Bimbo App To Claim Him : Desperate MILFs (Milf Erotica Anal Sex Erotica): Desperate MILFs, #23
    I Used The Bimbo App To Claim Him : Desperate MILFs (Milf Erotica Anal Sex Erotica): Desperate MILFs, #23
    I Used The Bimbo App To Claim Him : Desperate MILFs (Milf Erotica Anal Sex Erotica): Desperate MILFs, #23
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    I Used The Bimbo App To Claim Him : Desperate MILFs (Milf Erotica Anal Sex Erotica): Desperate MILFs, #23

    By Tori Westwood

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    When your husband won't have sex with you, what can you do?  Well, you can do what I did and mimic the filter on your phone that transforms you into an alluring bimbo!  But now I don't want my husband.  I want someone that appreciates me.

    Read as I interrupt his apprentice Dylan at work, giving him a lunch-break that he won't ever forget as I treat him to the naughtiest place of all … my ass!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTori Westwood
    Release dateDec 13, 2022
    ISBN9798215437636
    I Used The Bimbo App To Claim Him : Desperate MILFs (Milf Erotica Anal Sex Erotica): Desperate MILFs, #23
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    Tori Westwood

    Tori Westwood writes short erotica whenever she finds time between her day-job and her family.  She is still searching for her niche, not yet limiting herself to any particular sub-genre, having penned all manner of fiction.  She is happily married and delights in exploring her own fantasies through her writings.  For updates, follower her on Twitter @ToriWestwood1

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      I Used The Bimbo App To Claim Him - Tori Westwood

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      You turn me on so much like this, Mrs. Grainger, he said, racing to undress.

      You like my new look?

      "I love your new look."

      Good.  You can help spoil my makeup.

      Dylan stood up and pulled down his overalls.  They dropped below his t-shirt, and I spied his bulging boxer-shorts beneath.  The cock inside was stiff, and more importantly, it looked big.

      There it is, I teased.  That’s what I want.  Let me come and get it.

      Dylan stood in place and now it was my turn to fall to the floor and prowl towards him on my knees.  I could feel the cool tendrils of grass against my skin.  I pulled my skirt up over my ass, baring it to the world and showing Dylan yet another inviting cleavage.

      I wasted no time in undressing him.  My long nails pushed down inside his boxer-shorts, and I dragged them down with his overalls.  Up top Dylan removed his t-shirt, showing me his toned muscles.  Working hard outside had sculpted his body perfectly.

      Give me it, I begged, desperate for him now.

      I wowed as his huge cock sprang up out of his underwear, bouncing in front of me.  A thick vein ran down its length.  The crown was smooth and full of aroused blood.  No time to be coy now, I thought.

      That’s what I want, I cried, and I felt possessed by some kind of slutty spirit.

      I gripped his cock and stared down at it now that it was in my command.  My elbows pushed my tits together and I talked to his dick like it was a microphone.

      I’m gonna make you come, I told it.

      Dylan was breathing hard already.  I could feel the strength of his arousal in his beefy cock.  It was harder than rock

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