EXTRACT FOR
Camilla Naked & Naughty
(Tia Lascivo)

I smeared the bulb over my sex, teasing my clit with its spongy firmness while I sobbed and moaned, closing my eyes while I struggled against the temptation.



All I had to do was hold him at my opening.



We were both so slick it would only take a quick shift of my pelvis to take him inside.



I looked up from where my hand held his size. Just fuck him. What does it matter...?



"Just let me do it," breathed the boy.



With near overwhelming tenderness rising inside me, I gazed into his eyes while I tickled my clit with the keel of the cock, legs folded at the knees, thighs wide, large breasts gently rolling as my hand slowly caressed the shaft.



Resistance crumbled.



I succumbed.



I forgot my husband and twenty-two years of marriage, and the next words just behind my teeth were going to be, "All right, put it in. I want you to fuck me."



But then my mobile rang.