She stepped over to her husband and rested a hand lightly against his chest. "Oh, I'm still horny, baby." She responded. She playfully tweaked her own...still prominent nipple and then his. "But I think that it would be really cool to hit the beach with a bit of a buzz on. There's a lot of flesh out there for us to feast our eyes on... lot of tightly wrapped packages. In fact, I imagine I'm going to be at a high boil all day long." She drew out the final three words suggestively. She walked past. She was almost 50. I was 24. She lived about an hour away. What do you look like I asked? She replied, brown hair, blue eyes, 5ft 6. A very general de***********ion but good enough. The chat between us was flirty. lots of innuendo. What do you like? I asked. She knew what I meant. She knew I meant sex. She listed things she liked and turned her on. She even included pissing to the end of the list. My eyes opened wide. Fucking hell I thought. Can this really be? I needed to know more. She. I know your mom isn’t around and I think I heard screams coming from this place, last night. I was confused because I heard giggles too from time to time.’ ‘Oh ma’am, my boyfriend was fucking my brains out. Come here, Jamey.’ My heart sank, why the fuck would she say that. I come into view and there stood a very beautiful milf. She might be in her early fifties. She’s just the perfect trophy wife for anyone rich enough to be in this neighborhood. She stares at me, jaw dropped, and watches. She opened the door, and my heart skipped a beat.She was wearing a black saree without a blouse but only a black bra. Her waist was shining in the light that was falling on it. I just wanted to lick it then and there. She pulled me in so that no one sees us. As soon we entered, she latched the door.As soon as she turned, I hugged her tight and placed my freezing cold hands on her waist. She moaned slightly and hugged me even tighter. We remained like this for 2-3 minutes and then separated,.