Her voice was thicker now, husky with pleasure. She let the silence hang for a beat, then added softly, "Go lower, Alex."

My heart slammed against my ribs. I poured more lotion into my palms, warming it between my hands before placing them on the full, round swell of her ass.

God, that ass. Firm yet soft, the cheeks perfect handfuls, skin silky under the slick lotion. I kneaded deep, thumbs pressing into the muscle, spreading her slightly with each stroke. She let out a low, approving hum, hips shifting just a fraction—inviting more.

I worked down to her thighs—thick, powerful, the kind of thighs that could crush a man and make him thank her for it. My fingers sank into the plush flesh, squeezing, gliding, feeling the firmness underneath the softness. Every press drew another soft sound from her.

"Aahh… yes, right there…" she breathed as my hands slid to her inner thighs, thumbs brushing dangerously close to her slick heat.

Her moans grew deeper, less controlled, whenever my fingers grazed higher—soft, needy sounds that went straight to my cock. She was melting under me, back arching slightly, ass lifting just a little, like her body was begging without words.

I was losing it.

That perfect ass right in front of me, cheeks parted slightly from my kneading, her pussy glistening between those thick thighs—it was too much. My dick was throbbing painfully in my jeans, begging for relief.

I couldn't wait anymore.

Keeping one hand massaging her thigh, I quietly unzipped my jeans with the other, freeing my cock. The cool air hit it for a second—relief—but it wasn't enough.

I poured a little more lotion onto my palm and slicked myself quickly, then guided my length to the side of her body.

I was standing beside the table, so I pressed in close, sliding my slick cock along the outer curve of her upper thigh, right where it met the swell of her ass. The lotion made it glide smooth and hot against her skin.

She tensed for a split second, then relaxed, a soft "mmh…" escaping her lips as she felt the hard, throbbing heat rubbing against her.

I started slow, rocking my hips in long strokes—my cock gliding along the side of her thick thigh, up toward the underside of her ass cheek, the head nudging the soft flesh there with every push forward.

Heaven. Pure fucking heaven.

I kept my hands working—kneading her ass and lower back—while my hips rocked steady, cock sliding along that perfect, lotion-slick curve of thigh and ass.

I was in paradise, lost in the slick heat of her thigh and ass, barely holding on.

The lotion made everything glide too perfectly—her skin hot and smooth under my cock, the curve of her thigh and the soft underside of her ass cheek pressing back against every stroke.

I dragged my length along her again and again, slow at first, then faster, the head nudging higher each time, teasing the cleft of her ass from the side.

The heat of her MILF body was overwhelming—mature, soft, built for this kind of worship.

I couldn't hold it. The friction, the scent, the way she subtly pushed back into me—it was too much.

"Aahhh—" I groaned low, hips jerking forward as I came hard.

Warm, thick ropes of cum shot out, splattering across her thigh and the curve of her ass—white streaks painting her creamy skin, dripping slow and shiny down the swell of her cheek.

She felt it instantly—the hot pulses landing on her. Her body tensed, then melted with a deep, uncontrollable moan.

"Ahh… Alex," she breathed, voice husky and trembling, "this lotion you just used… it's so warm… please, use more of it… aaaahhh…"

She arched slightly, pressing back into the mess, her moans turning needy and broken as the heat spread over her skin.

My cock was still pulsing, shooting the last thick spurts. I grabbed it with one hand, guiding the cum—smearing it deliberately over her thigh, up onto her ass cheek, painting her with long, slick strokes.

Fuck, it was so hot—watching my load glisten on her perfect body, marking her like this.

I kept rubbing, my cum-smeared cock dragging slow across her lower back now, leaving shiny trails while my hands worked the warm mess into her skin—kneading her ass, spreading it over those full cheeks and thick thighs, making her shine even more under the light.

She moaned louder, body writhing under my touch, completely lost.

"Good boy," she whispered, voice thick with approval and lust. "That's it… cover me."

I wasn't stopping anytime soon.

My hands kept working the warm cum into her skin, kneading those full, perfect ass cheeks deeper, spreading the slick mess over every curve until she gleamed under the soft office light.

Her body writhed under me, hips lifting slightly, pressing back into my touch like she couldn't get enough.

I slid my hands lower, bolder, until my fingers finally brushed the soaked heat between her thighs. As soon as I touched her pussy for the first time, she trembled hard, a full-body shiver that made her ass clench in my grip.

"Aaahhh… Alex," she moaned, voice breaking, thick with need. "Yes… massage me there. I'm so tense…"

She was drenched—no lotion needed. Her pussy leaked slick arousal down her inner thighs, coating my fingers the second they grazed her swollen lips.

I spread her ass cheeks wide with both hands, opening her up completely. God, the view—her soft pink pussy glistening, folds flushed and parted, clit peeking out swollen and begging.

And above it, that tight little asshole, pink and twitching, clenching every time my thumbs brushed close.

This woman was pure horny MILF—her body wasn't even trying to hide it. Pussy pulsing, asshole fluttering, hips rocking back like she was desperate to be filled.

I groaned low, cock throbbing again already. This ass needed my cock buried in it—deep, relentless—then it would be perfect.

But for now, I focused.

I slid one hand down, fingers tracing her slick folds slow, spreading her wetness, circling her clit lightly before dipping just inside her entrance. She bucked, moaning louder—"Aahhh… yes… right there…"

I massaged her pussy deliberately—slow circles on her clit with my thumb, two fingers sliding in and out of her heat, curling to hit that spot that made her gasp.

My other hand kept kneading her ass, thumb brushing over her twitching asshole in light, teasing strokes.

She was losing it—moans turning into desperate cries, body grinding back against my hands, pussy clenching hard around my fingers, dripping more with every thrust.

"Good boy," she panted, voice wrecked. "Don't stop… make me come…"

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