My Lodger Is A Peeping Tom – I Want Him In My Ass : Anal MILFs 14 (Anal Sex Erotica Anal Erotica Age Gap Erotica MILF Erotica Cougar Erotica): Anal MILFs, #14

By Tori Westwood

My lodger Tom was laying about the house with nothing better to do, so I suggest he gets off his butt and cleans the windows, but I never imagined him getting off his butt meant getting in to mine!

Read how I catch him peeping on me and invite him in to the bedroom to have the naughtiest sex of all – anal sex!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tori Westwood
• Release date: Feb 12, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386657767

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’m glad you think so, I said.  Now take off your pants.

Again, silence.  Mrs. Peters?

Take off your pants, I repeated.  This gift requires that you do that.

Why?

Because I’m going to suck your cock, Tom I said plainly.

Silence.

Do you want me to do that or not?

Tom said nothing and I thought I’d way overstepped the mark.  I was about to ask him to leave and forget all about it, but then I heard the buckle of his belt opening.

Good boy, I said, turning to watch as he unfastened the top of his pants.

He stood up from the bed and moved his jeans down his legs, stepping out of them and kicking them to the side.

I slid off the mattress onto my knees and put myself in front of him, looking up at the face of Tom as he stared down, excited and nervous in equal measure.

You ever had your cock sucked before? I asked, rubbing his thighs.

Yes, he nodded.

I rubbed at his legs and stared forward at the growing bulge that pulled the tight boxer-shorts away from his skin.

He stared down, his mouth agape on that innocent face of his that belied the naughty thoughts he held.

I shook my brunette hair from my face and opened my gown a little more.

Is that better? I asked, showing him more and more of my tits.

He nodded, but the real answer sat right in front of me.  I could see the thick shaft of his cock stretching out from the middle of his boxer-shorts and making a break for the waist.

You know, I said, pulling slowly at the top of his underwear.  "If