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HAMMERING THE NAUGHTY MILF DOWN THE STREET’S ASS

Scotty Diggler

Copyright 2018 Scotty Diggler

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WARNING: This story is written for adults only. It contains explicit, graphic sex and language, including bdsm, rough sex, alpha male, femdom, anal, extreme sex, lesbians, threesomes, romance and more. It is intended for individuals over 18 years of age. All character are over 18 years of age.

 

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HAMMERING THE NAUGHTY MILF DOWN THE STREET’S ASS

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HAMMERING THE NAUGHTY MILF DOWN THE STREET’S ASS

 

It was almost 10 PM the next night when Steve’s doorbell finally rang. He climbed off the couch and headed towards the door. While he was on his way the bell rang again, followed by a brief burst of knocking.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” Steve said, pretending to sound annoyed. “Hold your horses, I’m coming.”

Steve looked through the peephole. He wasn’t surprised to see Penny standing there. He opened the door. Penny was smiling profusely and her eyes were glowing with mischief. He knew that look. She was horny as shit.

“Whatchadoin?” she asked in a sing-song, playful voice.

“Just chilling out,” Steve said, looking her up and down. She looked very casual, with almost no makeup and her hair pulled back in a ponytail. She wearing a white t-shirt that left her midriff exposed and a tight, tiny pair of pink shorts and a pair of flip-flops on her feet. As far as Steve could tell she didn’t have a bra or panties on.

“Mind if I chill out with you?” she asked, still smiling.

“Not at all. Come on in.”

Steve stood aside and she walked past him. He shut the door and watched her cute little ass working behind her tiny pink shorts as she made her way into the living room. She took a seat on the couch, her legs curled up underneath herself. Steve sat down next to her.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” Steve asked.

“What, can’t I just come over and hang out with you?” she replied.

“Of course you can,” Steve said. “But you never do. Every time you come over you want something.”

“And what is it that I always want?”

“My cock,” Steve said.

“Well, what makes you think tonight is any different?”

“I don’t.”

“Then why are you giving me such a hard time, pretending like you don’t know why I’m over here?”

“Just to mess with you,” Steve said, smiling.

“Well stop it,” Penny said, leaning over and grabbing his cock and giving it a squeeze through his pants. “Otherwise I might change his mind.”

“About what?” Steve said, staring deep into her big brown eyes.

Penny leaned in towards him until out faces were mere inches apart. “Letting you fuck me in the ass,” she whispered.

“Is that what you want?” Steve whispered back, his hand sliding under shirt and gripping one of her firm titties.

She let out a little moan and bit down on her bottom lip and nodded.

“Are you sure?” Steve asked.

“Yeah,” Penny replied, rubbing his cock more forcefully. “Why, do you have a problem with fucking my asshole?”


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