Paula was a milf with short blonde hair 47 years of age with a chubby like figure 5ft4 in height.As I got there Paula opened the door dressed in a sho...t black nightie she pulled me in and we began kissing as she shut the door we made our way to the living room where she began to undo my trousers, I sat down and pulled my pants back to expose my rock hard cock. Paula had knelt down between my legs and was now sucking my cock. While she was doing this I noticed that her son was peering through. It always felt that way after so many days, a mixture of knowing the other one with the uneasiness of not being sure were to start. It was momentarily but painfully there. Brad moved closer, with his face closer to hers now, and with a movement that felt more like a tease, he got closer, just touching. She picked on the cue and slowly they moved to kissing. It always happened that way, the uneasiness and then the passion. She liked his kisses, they felt strong and knowing. Their. It was beautiful, hard and huge. He knew I wanted to feel it, taste it and suck it so he started slapping me across my face with it, to tease me. When he stopped, I began to swirl my tongue around the head of his cock and then pressed the tip of it into the opening on his head, trying to lick up as much of his pre-cum as possible. I groaned with pure lust as the head of his cock slid deep past my lips. Moving nice and slow, I reveled the feel of his cock in my mouth. I could immediately taste. “That's it, lover. You got it.” She did this for several minutes, almost forgetting where she was. Part of it reminded her of Richard, how the smell of him had always excited her and made her wet between the legs. Even at the end of their relation, when he was insistent upon having her act out his perverse fantasies, she'd been excited by him. She couldn't help it; her body betrayed her. And another part of her, a dark, sinful part, had sometimes fantasized about two men, two hard cocks to.