Cheap phone sex babes come in all sizes and ages. I’m a mature woman. Although I have a husband and offspring, I still fuck younger guys. I married an older man. That did not matter in my 20s. However, in my 50s, he can’t keep up with me because he’s almost 70. But he never minds me fucking his sons from his first marriage. I raised them so they feel like my flesh and blood. Plus, I gave birth to two sons and a daughter with my husband.
When his dick started slowing down, we made the agreement that I could fuck any younger guy I wanted because my husband doesn’t feel threatened by the younger guys. He knows they give my pussy what it needs and what he can no longer give me. A hardcore pounding. But he does not want me fucking around with men, my age. He fears losing me. I’m a great wife.
Last night I went out looking fine. But as a MILF phone sex babe, I never struggle to find young playmates. Men my age want girls my daughter ‘s age. So, my husband never needs to worry about me fucking a man my age or older. They’re not interested in me, and I’m not interested in them.
Not Cheating if My Husband Approves
I went to this dive bar that I sometimes frequent. College boys hang out there because of the cheap beer. When I walked in all eyes were on me. A Monday night in a dive bar did not seem very busy. In fact, I looked around and I didn’t see any other women there. So I went to the back, bought the boys playing pool a round of drinks and told the bartender to put their drinks for the night on my tab.
After a few rounds of shots and drinks, I ended up doing a sexy strip tease to a jukebox song. And that led to me laying on the pool table getting fucked by four NYU undergrad students. The bartender put the closed sign on the door. And he came and joined us. Although he doesn’t go to college, he’s still looked under 30. So, I didn’t violate my husband’s rules.
As horny as I get, and as many cocks that I’ve entertained in my lifetime, I don’t think I ever enjoyed cocks on a pool table in the back of a dive bar. Man, I really am a whore. Those boys took turns on me and pumped me full of cum. And they seemed nice. I had to insist though that while they fuck me, they stopped calling me ma’am. That made me feel old. But their cocks made me feel like a dirty coed again.
When I got home, I walked a bit funny. My husband fell asleep in a chair, waiting for me. But he should know better. He married a taboo phone whore. And sometimes I stay out till 3 AM enjoying those young cocks that he gave me permission to fuck.
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