It starts with an innocuous message on AA. "Come by and tell me what you think of this new dress I bought."

When I arrive in the afternoon, I first see that smile. That sexy smile stays on till the very end - it never leaves that face till the kiss goodbye the next morning. The dress is quite striking, I think, with its bold red and pink patterns. It's form-fitting, accentuating those incredible milf curves. The smooth, stretchy material that hugs her body closely, highlighting that 12/10 figure. The pattern, somewhat chaotic, promises a playful next few hours.

Help me take it off, she says. I start by gently pulling the hem up over those sexy hips, - careful to be slow and touch every part. Every single part. I then work my way up, carefully lifting the dress over that chest. The chest that dreams and fantasies are made of. The way the dress fits suggests it might be a bit challenging to remove - that is my offered pretext anyway - so I want to be patient and careful to avoid any wrinkles or creases, I say, as I continue to be slow and touch everything.

Once the dress is off, I appreciate the natural MIF beauty she possesses. It strikes me everytime, leaves me HARD. That fair skin tone and a curvy physique perfect for Penthouse - MILF Edition. Her smile, that inviting mysterious smile, adds to the erotic vibe of the moment. She is smiling, which only heightens the sense of anticipation, making me HARDER.

I take a moment to appreciate her natural beauty and that sexy sexual confidence. I place a hand on her bare hip, slightly roughly in hindsight, telling her about my awe about her curves and the grace of her form - how can someone be both naughtily playfully inviting and classically elegant at the same time?

I was thinking of you when I bought it. And I was really thinking of you when I put it on... This promises to be a very fun evening...

Sexy 

Que sexy