Wife - exciting

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My mature female lover took a long time to win over, and I never expected her to be older than me. Since we met in 2008, she's given me a real taste of mature woman charm and explained why so many people are drawn to her. Let me briefly introduce my lover: she's 1.61 meters tall with a stunning figure. Especially in doggy style, her smooth waist and pert buttocks create a perfect golden ratio, like a perfectly rounded antique vase. Her long, slender legs in high heels are incredibly alluring. Her cool, aloof face masks a restless heart, and her ample breasts constantly attract the attention of passersby. Every time we make love, it's exciting and thrilling, full of novelty. The bed, the kitchen, the balcony, the hallway, and the bathroom are all our battlegrounds. I plan to write about them and share them with my fellow lovers when I have time. Today, I'll tell you about our daytime lovemaking at her home.
That day, while her husband was at work, I arranged to meet her (hereinafter referred to as L) at her house for a passionate encounter. The crisp autumn air and the presence of this beautiful woman made me incredibly excited. The moment I opened the door and saw her, my penis almost burst forth. Her lake-green, lace-trimmed nightgown told me she was prepared. Through the neckline, I could see her breasts encased in a transparent lace bra, like a shy maiden, bashfully awaiting my arrival. The instant the door closed, we were already irresistibly intertwined, our lips drawn together like magnets, as if trying to devour each other completely. We made our way into the bedroom, and L had already disarmed me halfway. While I was undressing, L tried to close the curtains, but I stopped her in time. L knew today was going to be another exhibitionist game, and a hint of worry flashed across her face. "Mmm, no," L said coquettishly. But I expressed my determination with my lips. Because I knew her very well, her current worries would vanish as the game progressed. I roughly pulled down the transparent cloth covering Grandma's body, my lips enveloping her nipple, which slowly melted into my mouth. Broken, tingling moans escaped her lips. As my lips moved, L completely abandoned her feminine reserve, pushing her moans to a higher pitch. Then, I bit down hard on her nipple with my front teeth. "Oh!" she screamed, reminding me that her breasts hadn't melted yet. When I pulled down her shorts, I found her sparse pubic hair already glistening with moisture. My penis entered the warm, spring-like cavern in a storm of passion. We both cried out simultaneously. My penis, like Liu Xiang at the starting gun, changed rhythm constantly during its sprint. Inside L's vagina, it was sometimes like a wild horse, sometimes like a conductor's baton in a symphony concert, its rhythm changing with the chaotic moans. Suddenly, L's face stiffened, and a warm liquid drenched my glans. Then I slowed down, cupping his jade-like feet in my hands and greedily sucking on each of his toes with my tongue. "Oh no, no!" L screamed frantically, swaying wildly on the bed. My penis moved with his movements, responding to every change, waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
I couldn't let it go. I got up to change positions, and then I saw a beautiful young woman washing vegetables in the kitchen across the way. A thought struck me, and I sat on the edge of the bed facing the opposite building. L continued his piston-like movements with his back to me. His dazed eyes didn't notice anyone opposite him, continuing to be immersed in his frenzy. L was like a sailboat struggling against the waves on the sea, rising and falling. And I was the captain of this ship, controlling its direction. I glanced at the opposite building and saw that the young woman had just looked up. To get her attention, my hands, which had been gently caressing her breasts, suddenly tightened, increasing the pressure of the pinching, while my thumb and forefinger continuously pinched her pink nipples. My penis thrust faster inside her vagina. L let out another high-pitched moan, "Oh, Mommy---oh oh." A good show was about to begin. The young woman across the street seemed to suddenly notice the change in our rhythm and glanced over instinctively. I was thinking, "Look, look!" But the woman didn't seem to notice and lowered her head to wash the vegetables again. Just as I was about to give up in disappointment, the woman seemed to suddenly realize what was happening. She abruptly raised her head, her eyes shooting over, as if she couldn't believe what was happening. L was still oblivious, continuing to sway and moan with ecstasy, while I pretended not to notice and continued to struggle with the waves. Interestingly, the young woman across the street would shyly peek at the frenzy unfolding across the street from time to time. The frequency of her glances in our direction decreased, and her gaze almost turned into one of adoring envy. She even stopped washing the vegetables and watched with rapt attention. Then I whispered in L's ear, "Someone's watching." L, still dazed, opened his eyes and glanced over. The stimulation only intensified his movements; the final assault had begun. I suddenly pulled L to his feet, and as he straightened his body, he turned back and we kissed passionately, oblivious to everything else. My hands gripped his breasts, and I thrust in and out with each powerful stroke. Amidst our frenzied cries, my penis finally erupted.
My eyes glazed over; neither of us noticed when the woman left. L played with my nipples against my heaving body, enjoying the sensation. I groaned softly.

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