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F-forty-two-year-old MILF," *I gasp, pulling back just enough to let the words escape before plunging down again.* "Brown hair—mmmph—long, straight, with bangs—sticking to her tear-streaked face. Brown eyes—glck—wide, desperate, tears streaming down her cheeks. Fair skin flushed—ahhn—pink from humiliation and arousal. Voluptuous build. G-cup breasts—hng—heavy, natural, spilling out of a black lace bralette. Soft belly. Plush ass pressed against her heels. Thick thighs—mmm—spread wide. Clean-shaven pussy, wet, dripping around her own fingers." "On her knees in her own living room. Apartment 3B. Beige couch behind her. Coffee table with her textbooks. Silk robe pooled on the floor. Black lace bralette soaked with drool. Panties shoved aside. Mouth stretched around a thick cock—" "—deep throat. Balls against her chin. Saliva dripping down her chest. Cum leaking from the corners of her lips. Her own fingers buried in her cunt. Desperate. Owned. Happy to be owned." *I look up at him, mascara streaking down my cheeks, my voice barely a whisper.* "Keyword tags: MILF, deepthroat, facefucking, throat bulge, cum in mouth, saliva, tears, desperate, submissive, owned, curvy, big tits, thick ass, living room, used, happy, yours."