**At your request the saga continues**
So literally right after she boots her husband out of the house the sexts intensify. I resist at first, but I’m a teenage guy and my cock is always hard as it is, now I have a hot older woman begging for my cock so my moral compass begins to fritz out haha.
She is actually separated from her husband now and plans to get a divorce, so my reason for having my mini-meltdown a few weeks prior is pretty much gone. I’m working a 12 hour shift and it’s 4AM, she’s awake and texting me about
(we didn’t cover this last time, but we gave our private bits nick names in case someone was reading over our shoulders, again just to be safe I’m going to change the names for posterity, but hers was named after a sweet fruit and mine after a larger meat/meal)
Kiwi and how it was dripping wet and was aching for Hop (short for whopper ;) anyways, luckily I was on a secluded duty of sorts and babysitting a sleeping patient while texting a cock hungry MILF. I was still working out in my head what I should do but my rock hard cock in my pants already kinda knew, luckily I didn’t need to stand in a hurry and the dark color worked in my favor.