His Graduation Surprise : Sinful MILFs 5 (Virgin Erotica First Time Erotica Breeding Erotica MILF Erotica Cougar Erotica Age Gap Erotica): Sinful MILFs, #5

By Tori Westwood

It was a special occasion for my foster, Johnny, and demanded an extra special gift.  The last thing he expected though was for his my mature flesh to be sheathing his virginal length that day.  All in a day’s work for a Sinful MILF like myself!

Read how I seduce him in sultry MILF fashion, taking his love deep inside me.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tori Westwood
• Release date: Jul 12, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386747383

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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Well I’m nice and wet for you, Johnny, I said, and then I slid my pussy down along his legs so that my face was close to his.  Dripping wet for you.

I spoke close to his mouth, looking at his lips as they hung open, inviting me to them.

I kissed him and the sinful naughtiness of the situation suddenly sprang to the front of my mind.  I was charged with lust at the notion of taking him and as the danger built inside me, so did my need for Johnny and that virginal cock of his.

I’m ready too, Miss. Jackie, he whimpered.

I smirked knowingly, exuding years of experience and feeling a pang of desire as I wondered what I was going to do to him next.

Let me see, I said, standing up now and waiting in front of him.

My dress fell down, covering my legs at the bottom and hugging close to my navel at the top.  It was long and flowing, but underneath it lay my gushing pussy, waiting to be satisfied.

Show me, I repeated, running my hands down my curves and swaying my mature tits in front of him.

Johnny was sat back in the couch with his legs stretched outwards.  He seemed to retreat into himself a little.

Don’t be scared, I said.  It's okay.

I know, he said, looking down himself.

Now unfasten your jeans and show me, I said with a calm authority.

Johnny couldn’t deny me and it was a power I abused.  I watched with increasing intent as his hand moved to his jeans and began to fumble with the buttons.

He popped them open in turn, one after the other, and then lifted his shirt to let me see the waist of his boxer-briefs and the ripples of his abs.

That’s’ right, I encouraged, almost hypnotically.  Show me that big cock of yours.

He pulled his fly wide open and I could see the swollen appendage sat beneath the thin, white fabric of his briefs.

Show me, I said, breathing quicker now and rubbing at my pussy through my dress.

I could see his heavy