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I Love Mature Women – Corinne, Sexy Older Woman Episode Five: A Masterpiece of a Woman
Corinne led me to the women’s clothing section. She picked out a stretchy white top, then purposefully marched me to the fitting rooms, a cheeky smile on her face. They were in the corner of the store, and because they served the men and boys as well as the women and girls, there were a lot of stalls, maybe fifteen or twenty. She carefully picked one far away from any that appeared occupied, and we went in. She immediately dropped everything she was carrying and threw her arms around my neck. We kissed hungrily, and my hands roamed all over her body.
“Let me change into something!” she whispered. I could hardly wait, but decided to sit down and watch her strip off.
Apart from her shoes, all she had on was the new top and lingerie panty-shorts things. She took those off and in short order was completely naked. I pulled her to me and sat her on my lap.
“You smell all fruity, babe! Candy-girl!”
She giggled, and pulled my face into her chest. We kissed, and as we did, I ran my hand over as much of her deliciously bare nakedness as I could, squeezing her boobs, rubbing against her erect nipples, and pulling at her hips to bring her as close as possible. Her lovely flesh was like food to a starving man. Inevitably my hand ended up between her legs. She was very wet and aroused.
“I’m going to make a wet patch on your jeans!” she said. “Let me try something on!”
Reluctantly, I let her stand up and watched her lovely big bare bottom as she picked the stretchy top and shopping bag off the floor. She pulled out that sexy pleated miniskirt, and beamed at me, excited. She stepped into it, her flesh wobbling deliciously. My mouth was watering at the sight of her. Then she wrestled herself into the stretchy top. It clung to her body, skin-tight, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her stiff nipples looked like they could poke holes in the material. When she was finally set she admired herself in the mirrors on all three sides of the cubicle, plus the one on the door.
I couldn’t wait any longer, got down on my knees, and pulled her to me. I buried my face in the back of the skirt, then lifted the material out of the way to press my nose deep into her bottom cleavage. I inhaled her wonderful smell, then greedily licked all up and down before dwelling on her hole to try to tease my tongue inside her.
She was suppressing her usual sexy squeaks, but instead was breathing heavily, and almost grunting at times. I got her to lift a leg and put her foot up on the seat. I moved around to her front and still underneath her, rubbed my face all over her wet pussy, getting her delicious scent all over me. I sucked her big erect clit into my mouth, causing her to gasp. She grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my face even harder to her. My free hand was squeezing her thigh flesh. I noticed how firm she felt, but that wasn’t important right now. What was important was that I make her cum. It would be intense, after such a long wait!
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Author
Martin Archer currently resides in Los Angeles, California. He sorely wishes he led the lives of the protagonists in his stories.