And each night, Lisa seemed to become more and more aroused and more violent in her writhings as she masturbated herself, sometimes with the hair-brus... handle, sometimes with her fingers. She thrashed wildly about, exposing her lust-maddened pussy to her spying brother. And each time, she prolonged her session, and Billy rapidly learned to masturbate to climax as many as three times nightly. Sometimes, after he had finished and had gotten into bed, he could hear her moaning in pleasure, long. When he reaches the office door, he does not knock. He walks right in. He walks up to the desk. Vasillie's chair is turned away from him."What do you want Vasillie?" No one answers. He hears a thud at the door. He runs to the door and tries to open it. Crap, he thinks to himself. It was a trap. He turns back to the desk. Sitting in Vasillie's chair is the reason why."Hello Gregor, where have you been?" None of your fucking business." That is where you are wrong. You still owe me." I don't owe. Now, this is a story I didn’t think would happen to me. Every guy has this dark fantasy of doing a milf. And I’m lucky enough to say that I got that fantasy fulfilled.I’m a regular user of Tinder and one such day I found a match. She had no picture or bio much. We got talking, initial formal talks and stuff. But later during the conversation, she told me she’s married. And I thought well here’s another typical woman on Tinder just looking for ‘friends’. I mean who am I kidding, landing a milf. They started thrusting faster, and she moaned out in pleasure."Keep playing with yourself, but tell me when you get close to your orgasm."Jessica relaxed backward onto her bed. She continued thrusting her fingers into her pussy, and her other hand switched between her breasts. I felt my cock throbbing against by jeans. In almost no time, she moaned out, "Oh...I'm close!" She closed her eyes in anticipation."Stop! You are not allowed to orgasm."With what seemed like all her willpower, Jessica.