Mrs. Jones (Book 7 - 9) by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub

Book 9 - In Bed With Mrs. Jones

T he best thing a man can have is a MILF lover. Or at least, that's what Dylan thought. And it helped when the mature woman in question was his long-time crush. The married woman who lived right across the street.

And not only had she seduced him behind her husband's back, they spent the whole day having sex. Then she invited him to have dinner with her. They even had sex while waiting for the food!

That's where he was, sitting at her dining table after finishing eating. Now that he had eaten, he looked at Mrs. Jones hungrily. Neither of them had bothered dressing, so they were both naked. Just looking at her naked body turned him. Her large, round breasts and slender stomach drew his gaze.

And of course, there were her eyes, so full of mischief and desire. Looking back at him now, her eyes brimmed with the same lust as his.

Her voice was low as she spoke, husky. She asked, "Would you like some dessert?"

Dylan stood and replied, "Yeah, and I know what I want for dessert."

His cock was erect, pointing at her. There would be no delay. He wanted to have her.

Dylan was walking towards Mrs. Jones. She remained seated, waiting to see what he would do. He wasn't in the mood to wait around.

He reached forward, hands grasping the sides of her head. Her eyes remained locked onto his while her mouth opened, eager to please. Slowly, he ran his hands through her hair, wrapping it around, getting a good grip. And then he tugged on it, pulling. Mrs. Jones knew what he wanted, and immediately, she stood up.

Dylan wasted no time in pulling her face close to his and searing her lips with a wet kiss. His tongue invaded deep inside her mouth, and she opened herself wide, letting him go as deep as he wanted to. Her tongue danced with his, letting him explore her however he wanted to. And Dylan wasn’t being tender or gentle. He kissed her sloppily while keeping her head close, firmly holding her by her hair.

Though she was kissing him obediently, she was far from passive. With both hands, she grasped his crotch. One wrapped around his shaft, the other grabbing his balls. There was no gentleness in her either as she fondled and massaged his testicles while rapidly stroking his shaft. She wanted him as much as he wanted her.

The sloppy kiss continued on as Dylan put his free hand on her ass. It was so round and jiggly, with flesh everywhere for him to grab. And he grabbed greedily, filling his hand with as much as he could. He was squeezing the copious meat, gathering as much as he could into his grip.

All good things have to end, and so did the kiss. But it was an opportunity for other things. Dylan immediately pressed down on her shoulders and knowing what to do, she got down on her knees. His cock was leaking precum, pointing towards her face.

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