She was riding my dick like an unsatisfied and hungry pussy she was.As she rode me, her firm boobs were moving all over the places, making me hornier....I tried to get up a bit with a hope to eat them but she pushed me back as she continued to fuck me hard. While I am not the submissive type, this was fun! The sheer intensity was maddening.After about 5 minutes of fucking me hard, the aggressive milf came truckloads and lied on me.I was far from done and had a sort of revenge to take by fucking. Her mind wandered back to the events of two days ago where she had met that gorgeous stranger at the park and had scandalously gone down on him. She wished now she'd gotten his name because she couldn't stop thinking about how he'd made her feel. She'd felt alive for the first time in her entire life, and the rush was amazing. She'd never given her ex husband a blow job, but somehow with this stranger it had felt so right, so natural. And when he exploded in her mouth, she completely shocked. “No, thank you.” She told him in English, before turning back to the men she’d been talking to and returning to Farsi. “But no, you don’t get America to change anything by killing their soldiers. You do it by inconveniencing their soccer moms.”She wore an asymmetrical black dress, with a light-blue collar detail; which Vincenzo’s pendant hung down over. Houndstooth heels almost completed the outfit, but there was one more vital accessory that she had to get at the convention: a half-empty. Then I stood on the tip of my toesand twisted my hips to check out my ass verifying that it had the sameproportions as mom's. Feeling right about what I was doing I continuedwith a smile on my face.First I picked up the bra, I had seen my mother do this a thousand timesso I simply repeated her motions. I wrapped it around my waist with thecups on my back so I could easily hook the clasps up front, then I turnedit around my body, passed my arms through the straps and pulled it upuntil it was.