I slid as quickly as possible my hand against one of her breasts

Time has passed, I am now a dashing young man, always attracted by the fair sex, but the one who has the experience, I may be very interested in girls, my interest is all the same on women .

We have therefore changed the scene, my mother having changed institutions, we are still in the north of France, I continued to make regular service to my mother to put some money aside …

That morning, I was in the bar when a woman, whose life I can not tell you today, came to me:

  • Hello, I’m Myriamme, I come to do the ironing.
  • Ok enchanted Myriamme, my mother is not here today, you know the way, a little coffee?
  • Yes thanks.

So I served her a cup of espresso, I was immediately taken aback by her outfit, a very simple woman, with a small gray skirt and a high white top, but she had what I like most in women , of a superb breast, which without looking at his face, rejuvenating it at least fifteen years.

I continued my service, it was installed in the kitchen of the apartment which adjoined the bar and which was separated from this one only by a glass door blurred, I used regularly the microwave of the kitchen to warm the pizza-baguettes of the customers of the midi …

I must admit that there is one thing that excites me enormously, it is able to look under the skirts of women, this intrusion into their intimacy barely masked me a crazy effect.

I went and came from the bar to the kitchen and saw it busy with its task, which was no less, ironing tablecloths and towels, not to mention the personal laundry, it took him between 1 and 2 hours a day but it did not bother her in the least, she was on her board, without even turning around when I entered the room.

After several days of observations, and my excitement not breaking, I went once more into the kitchen, where Myriamme was once again ironing, I had in my hands a stainless steel tray to warm the pizza and hot dog customers, the reflection he gave me gave me a little sallacious ideas …

Shall I dare? to slip under her dress to see her panties? My blood began to boil, I put the sandwiches in the oven and without making a sound slipped behind her, this moment seemed to last an eternity, but in reality, it was only a few seconds or I slipped this mirror of Fortune under her skirt to admire her thighs, her buttocks and this pretty little cotton panties with “mickey and minnie” …

This image left me in a state of severe excitement, I found it so cute and naughty at once …

I returned to work with a phenomenal erection, I was determined to take the plunge …

Several days passed …

As usual, my naughty arrived to do her ironing, my mother was present that day and the coffee was always full, I took my usual break, with a specific idea behind the head, of course I had taken care to get a mirror in the bathroom, my mother used to make up and went upstairs where the laundry was installed, Myriamme was there on his ironing board as usual with a small skirt and a high not too tight, but his imposing chest could not go against the tension of the fabric …

  • The time of the break?
  • Yes.

I pretended to look for linen service to slip behind her and took my little mirror from my pocket to slip under her legs, she was wearing that day a very nice panties but I could easily distinguish, thanks to the reflection, a pretty lace …

This is what lost me, I think, I had to move my hand too under her skirts and it touched her thighs, she tensed immediately,

  • But?!?!? What are you doing ?
  • Sorry Myriamme, it’s been so long since I wanted to know what you were wearing to come to work.
  • But let’s see…

I did not give her time to react that I was redred so quickly to stick to her and tighten it against the ironing board, I slid as quickly as possible my hand against one of her breasts and began to knead it with energy. ..

Quit to take one, why not enjoy a maximum.

  • But see … Are you crazy? Stop right now …

But the experience helping, I felt immediately his nipple stretching under my caresses, to reassure me and confirm his consent, I took the second as fast under my other hand, it was just as hard …

  • It’s not unpleasant to tell me, the tutoyer excited me a lot, it gave me power over her, who easily 2, see 3 times my age.
  • But your mother …
  • You’re busy, she’s working.

I had meanwhile pulled up his jersey, his breasts were perfect, for his age they were still very firm.
I took her to my room where I put her directly on all fours on the bed, she was entirely mine, I do not know when his desire is mounted in arrows, but she opposed me more than a resistance verbal

  • I’m married and my husband comes here often, and your mother?
  • Do not talk to me about your husband, you’re craving as much as me, I’ve noticed your little carousel since the last few days, always with your little tight fit, you thought I was going to let that go?
  • No, yes, but I’m not like that …
  • No you are not, stop a little to do your saint or touch, then you are not what ??
  • No I am not…
  • Go tell him or leave you like that.

I had meanwhile lifted her skirt and began to masturbate it energetically.

  • I’m not a slut !!
  • Ha good ?? Well, you would not say, go tell him.
  • But your mother will surprise us …
  • Shut up, say it otherwise I’ll leave you alone right now …

she literally kissed my fingers that interfered with her:

  • Ho yes, I’m a slut, a big slut.
  • Do you like the tail? say it !!
  • Oh yes, I like the tail, jerk me piggy.

I did not pray to get out my cock, she hastened to seize by hand, she certainly had not made love for a long time because, she hastened to direct it to her vulva, immediately , and introduce me into her.

She had some kind of spasms or jolts, I can not say anymore.

  • Oh yes it’s good, go thoroughly, it’s so good.

I must admit that small insults and perversity coming out of the mouths of my parents excited me enormously.

  • Say it again …
  • No, I’m not a slut.
  • Ha, what are you then ??

I put small clicks on her buttocks, which made her move even more …

  • You’re my whore, huh?
  • Hannnnn, no …
  • Go otherwise I stop !!
  • Ho yes I’m your bitch, I like the tail, I’m the queen of sluts.
  • Go hoot that you like to be swept!
  • Hannn ho yes, fuck me, hannn, suck me, I’m the worst bitches, I’ll enjoy, stop paaaas.

I emptied in her in a divine orgasm …

I had so much grip on her, that the urge to ride again did not drag, we made love once again but more sensuellemnt this time, before she gets dressed and finishes her work .

We regularly kissed during my break.

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