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It had been a couple days since their big fight. Julie walked around the apartment in a daze, listening to the message Steve had left on the answering machine for the hundredth time. Her only solace came from the face that the fight had happened on the weekend. She didn’t feel like going to class. Hell, she didn’t feel like leaving the apartment - even though everything there seemed to remind her of Steve in some subtle way or another.

Julie had felt so alone the past couple days, bursting into tears every so often. Her usually bright green eyes were constantly red-rimmed and swollen. She still wore the same blouse and skirt she had put on the night he left. She still couldn’t believe what had happened. She had told him that she loved him and he broke her heart. He used her body and then plainly told her that he didn’t love her. She had showered in a feeble attempt to feel clean and dressed in a plain blouse and skirt she had never worn for him, unable to feel comfortable even in her pajamas.

The hours passed, but the pain didn’t. She found herself wanting to drive up to Steve’s apartment several times a day. This afternoon, she couldn’t stop herself.

She parked out front and slowly got out of the car. She walked up to the building and let herself in using the key Steve had given her, not entirely certain of what she was doing. Before she realized it, she was there. Taking a deep breath, she knocked gently and waited for Steve to answer.

The sound of someone at his door jerked Steve out of his trance. He hadn’t slept much since he’d left the apartment he was just beginning to share with Julie. No matter what he did, he couldn’t stop thinking about her. He couldn’t get it out of his head that maybe if he could just pick up the phone and tell her what she wanted to hear, everything would somehow be right. But, he couldn’t lie to her. He had been divorced for three years, but his heart still belonged to his ex-wife.

So, he had settled for sitting in his sparsely furnished apartment, flipping through the channels. At least, he had bee flipping through the channels until about an hour ago. Now, he sat looking at “snow.” He had called last week to have the cable turned off in anticipation of moving in with Julie. Almost everything he owned was in a box or at Julie’s apartment.

And now he had to deal with someone knocking at his door. Steve guessed it was probably the landlord, wondering when Steve would be out. It seemed that there was already someone waiting to move in.

“Damn it! Leave me alone, already! I’ll let you know when I’m ready. I paid you, didn’t I?” Steve grumbled as he rose and went to the door.

Opening it to yell some more, Steve was stunned to find Julie there instead. He opened the door slowly, and Julie saw that he looked just as bad as she felt. At least she was dressed. He was still wearing his robe. He hadn’t shaved for a couple of days and his hair was a mess.

“Julie?”

She gave him a watery smile and sniffled a little as she shifted from one foot to the other. When she spoke, her voice was soft and weak.

“Hi. Can … can I come in for a minute?” She lifted her red-rimmed, tear filled eyes to his and tried to keep her bottom from quivering. She waited for what seemed an eternity for him to either send her away or invite her inside.

“Julie…” His voice caught in his throat. He didn’t know what to say to her. She looked horrible but amazing at the same time. Guilt almost overwhelmed as he forced himself to accept the fact that he was the one responsible for making her feel and look that way. He nodded mutely and stepped aside, motioning her in and closing the door behind them.

Julie stepped inside and walked to the middle of the living room. Boxes and crates were everywhere, still packed and ready for the move. She took another deep breath to steady herself and tugged at her blouse and skirt, both wrinkled from two days of wear. It wasn’t until now that she realized she had neglected to change clothes since the night Steve left. Thinking on it now, she wasn’t even sure she had eaten.

“I …,” she cleared her throat, searching for a place to begin. “I’ve been thinking about you a lot the past couple of days.”

Steve nodded, not sure how to respond. He motioned to the sofa and sat on a box across the room in an attempt to give her space.

“I have, too. I …,” he began before shaking his head and motioning for her to go on. “I’m sorry. Continue, please.”

Julie sat down on the edge of the sofa and immediately stood again, pacing back and forth. Steve stood with her and watched helplessly as she twisted her hand nervously in front of her as the words began to flow.

“I … I know you don’t love me, Steve, but I. I’ve been so lonely and lost without you. I don’t know what to do with myself,” she told him as tears streamed unheeded down her cheeks. “I can’t think. I can’t sleep. Hell, I don’t even know if I’ve eaten in two days! I can’t take this any more.

“I know,” she continued, taking a deep breath and swiping at the tears as hiccupping sobs shook her chest and shoulders. “I know you don’t feel the same way, but I need you back, Steve. I can’t seem to live without you.”

Having stood by silently, listening patiently as Julie bared her soul, Steve felt more powerless than ever. He wanted to go to her, to make it all go away. As Julie’s sobbing overcame her, Steve sat and put his head in his hands, crumbling visibly.

“Julie, I … I can’t tell you how happy it makes me to hear that,” he said, looking up at her. “I feel the same way. I’m just not the same without you. But, I don’t want you to have to settle. You deserve more than I can give you. I want so badly to tell you that I … I …,” he couldn’t look her in the eye any more and put his face back in his hands. “I just can’t. But I can’t live without you, either. What do we do?”

He stood and paced, speaking once again, “Do we try living as just friends? I do love you that way. I’ve loved you that way for years, you know that mature teacher student sex story. But, I know that’s not enough for you.”

Julie sniffled and let out a sound that was half sob and half laugh. Moving toward Steve, she dropped to her knees in front of him and took his hands in hers.

“Steve, I need you. I need you to be there when I come home every night and in my bed when I wake up every morning. I don’t care that you don’t love me the way I love you. You love me in a way, and maybe someday … someday everything will be as I’ve always dreamed.”

“And if it’s not?” Steve countered. “If I never do?”

She sniffled again and gave her shoulders a slight shrug. “Then I will be content just to be with you.”

“Julie, I’ve been in one-sided relationship. You don’t understand what it is you’re agreeing to live with.”

She shook her head, a stubborn scowl forming on her pretty, tear-stained features.

“NO! YOU don’t understand! Steve, if I don’t live with you, there is nothing for me. I can’t stand the thought of not having you in my life. If you refuse, I don’t know what I’m going to do!”

“I could never refuse you, Julie,” he told her, staring deeply into her eyes. “Don’t you understand? As right as this has been, I’m still struggling with how wrong it is. But, I can’t deny you. I want you so much. Being with you, being wrapped up in one another’s bodies … That, above all, is right. I know it should be about more than sex, but every second I’m awake my body aches for you. I’m not “right” if I’m not pleasuring you or being pleasured by you. I just want you to understand how …”

His voice broke off as Julie’s eyes filled with tears. In the silence, her voice trembled and broke as she begged him, “Please, Steve. I can’t live without you. I don’t want to live without you.”

She was breaking his heart just as he had broken hers a few nights ago. Regardless, he took a deep breath, steeling himself and hardening his voice as much as possible. He stared, unflinching, into her eyes and gave his own ultimatum.

“Then you’ve got to accept that you’ll be only three things to me: Roommate. Friend. Fuck slut.”

He held his breath, laboring to continue his emotionless gaze as tears spilled down Julie’s cheeks. Hearing his offer, she closed her eyes briefly and nodded, knowing that a refusal would be foolish on her part. She opened her eyes and smiled at him again, a sparkle returning to her eyes - though dimmer than the day they met in the coffee shop.

“If that’s all you can give me, I’ll take it.”

“No, it can’t be like that. Take a day, take two. Take all week if you have to. This can’t be an ‘if … then’ decision. It has to be all or nothing, Julie. You can’t be resigned to it or you’ll resent me in a year or two. Worse, you’ll resent yourself. Take your time. Think about it. I don’t want to wait another second to be with you, but this is a big decision. It shouldn’t be made lightly.”

Julie was shaking her head again before he even finished speaking. “No, you don’t understand,” she told him, scowling at the concept of waiting any longer. “I can’t live like this any more, Steve. I need you back. I can’t go through life in this fog I’ve been in for the past two days; it would drive me insane! I know what I’m agreeing to, Steve. Please. I’ll be your roommate, your friend. Most of all,” she purred, “I’ll be your fuck slut. Please, Steve. Oh, god please!”

No longer sure of the situation, Steve forced a weak smile to his face and squeezed her hands as he sat back in front of her.

“I guess I should be getting the rest of my stuff moved in, then.”

Julie beamed up at him through her tears and leaned in, kissing him hungrily in response. Steve’s doubts were erased that second as his body took over. He melted into her kiss, kneeling on the floor with her and opening his robe.

“Oh Julie! I’ve missed you.”

Her hands were everywhere; Steve couldn’t keep up. She caressed and stroked his flesh as she pressed against him, aching for Steve to be pulsing inside her. He was forced to push her back at arm’s length to catch his breath, smiling at her again.

“Just to warn you, I haven’t showered since I left for work Friday morning.”

Julie laughed, breathless with need and desire. She rose smoothly to her feet, tugging off her clothes.

“Then let’s go have one now. You can fuck me there.”

“That’s one we haven’t done, yet,” Steve said, eyes brightening as he stood with her. He shrugged off his robe and stepped out of the boxers he was wearing the last time they were together. “After this, we’ll move all my stuff and I’ll take you shopping. How’s that sound?”

“Mmmm. That sounds perfect. You haven’t taken me shopping yet.”

She was fully naked now, her body throbbing with her need for him. She took his hand and tugged him into the bathroom like an eager child, turning on the water. Holding her hand out, she made sure it wasn’t too hot before turning on the shower and stepping under the spray. Releasing Steve’s hand, she tilted her head back, closing her eyes as she let the water cascade over her naked body. A breathy sigh escaped her lips as the hot water rushing over her skin stripped away all the tension from the previous days.

Steve stood outside the shower, his mouth gaping at the sight. He leaned back against the sink to watch the water pour over her body, making it glisten the way it did after a long night of sex. Realizing he hadn’t yet joined her, Julie opened her eyes, blinking the water away. She couldn’t help but laugh at the expression of absolute lust on his face. Knowing what he wanted, she began to tease him even more by running her hands over the flat planes of her belly and her smoothly shaved pussy.

“Well, are you coming?”

The double-entendre made Steve chuckle. “Not yet, but I hope to be soon,” he said with a grin. “Go ahead, though. I’m enjoying the show.”

That much was obvious from his engorged cock. He hopped up onto the counter and sat there watching, slowly stroking himself as he enjoying her teasing. Julie giggled and reached for the soap, working up a good lather. Soaping her breasts, she watched him with dark eyes as she squeezed and massaged her tender mounds. Winking playfully, she licked her lips and lowered her hands to glide down over her belly and dip between her thighs. Her legs parted to accept her hand and her eyes closed against the pleasure as she began to roll her hips against her fingers.

“Mmmmmm. Oh yeah, I like that,” Steve told her, stroking harder and faster. “You really know how to get an old man’s heart racing, don’t you?” He grinned at her lustfully as she opened her eyes again mature women beautiful legs. “Why don’t you show me where you want my cock? Where should I cum for our first make-up sex?”

Not hesitating for a second, Julie giggled and turned around, pressing her shoulders and breasts against the cold tile of the shower wall. Her back arched and she reached behind to spread her cheeks wide.

“What?” Steve gasped, feigning shock. “You couldn’t possibly be suggesting such a thing!”

She giggled again, making him grin even wider as he furiously stroked his cock. Julie looked back over her shoulder, staring hungrily at him. Spreading her legs wider, she moved the fingers of one hand reach down between her splayed cheeks. The hot water rushed down the curve of her back and into her crack, forming a river that crashed against her fingers as they probed at her puckering hole.

“Mmmm. I could suggest it and I am. I want you to fuck my ass, Steve. Fill it with your cum.”

With a growl, Steve leapt from the counter and slipped into the shower behind her. Grabbing her wrists, he lifted them up and stretched her arms wide, pressing roughly against the cold tile. He sandwiched his cock upright between her cheeks and rocked up and down, leaning forward to lick and nibble her earlobe.

“You are such a dirty slut, aren’t you?”

She gasped and moaned, grinding her ass back against him. Her ecstasy was palpable to the point she could taste it, and she licked her lips feverishly. Her body tingled at the contrast of the cold tile under her breasts and the hot cock between her cheeks.

“OH! Oh yes! Steve, I’m such a dirty, naughty, little slut.”

Steve released her right wrist and reached for the bar of soap. He rolled it in his hand several times, lathering up. Slipping his hand down between them, he pushed his cock out of the way and spread her cheeks. Slowly, but purposefully, he began shoving his middle finger smoothly and fully into her asshole.

“And you’re MY dirty slut, aren’t you, Julie?”

Julie’s gasps turned to squeals as she felt Steve’s finger working deeper and deeper into her ass. She bucked against him, wanting more, as she whimpered breathlessly, “Ohhhhhh. Oh, yes, Steve. Yes, I’m your dirty, little slut.”

“Mmmmmm. That’s right. You’re here to please me, aren’t you, Julie? Nothing more than my slut,” Steve growled as he worked his finger in and out of her, pinning her harder to the wall. Releasing her left wrist, he reached down to tug and twist her left nipple.

Julie moaned and whimpered loudly, squirming as his finger teased and tormented her.

“Ohhhhh ohhhh Steve, yes. Oh please. Fuck me! Use your slut’s naughty ass. Steve, PLEASE!”

Tugging hard on her nipple one last time, Steve reached down and grabbed his cock with his left hand, stroking it. Rolling his right wrist, his finger spun in her asshole and hooked upward. Julie squealed and gasped, lifting up onto her tiptoes as he upward, stretching her anus as he guided his cock in under and with his finger. He thrust cock and finger together into her ass, working her roughly.

“OH YES, STEVE!” she moaned eagerly as her ass stretched around him. “Ohhhh fuck my naughty, slutty ass.”

Steve pulled out abruptly and Julie trembled and moaned at the sudden change. She whimpered as he pulled away, begging for more.

“No, slut. You fuck my cock,” he told her. Pushing aside the curtain, he sat on the edge of the tub. “Bring that sexy ass down here onto my cock, slut. Milk every last drop of cum out until you can’t scream any more.”

Eager to please him and to satisfy her body’s needs, she sat backward between his legs. Still facing the shower wall, she bent her knees. Immediately, a throaty groan escaped her lips as she began lowering herself down onto his cock. Steve grabbed her hips and guided her lower, bucking upward involuntarily as her asshole descended onto his throbbing dick.

“OH YES, JULIE!”

Her back arched and she let out a sharp cry as he pulled her down. Her ass now wrapped tightly around his cock, she leaned forward, bracing her hand against the tiled wall. Slowly, methodically, she started to lift herself up and down on his cock.

“Ooooohhhh fuck yeah! Oh! Mmmmmm,” they moaned and groaned together, their voices becoming as one.

Steve placed a hand on the small of her back, guiding her up and down on his cock. As she squealed and bucked, moving faster and harder on his cock, he reached around and fingered her clit. Julie’s moans turned to whimpers when Steve spread her lips wide to pinch her clit between two fingers. He rolled it around in circles, bucking up into her ass harder and harder, now. Grunting and groaning wordless, he slammed up into her again and again as she lowered her tight hole onto his cock. With each thrust, Steve lifted higher and higher off the edge of the tub, suspending them both in midair temporarily. Then, as their legs gave out, they fell rushing back down to have Julie slam into my lap forcefully, his cock stretching and burying into her.

Julie was screaming now, the sound bouncing off the tiled walls in an unending declaration of ecstasy. Somehow, the pace continued to escalate, and her entire body jolted and shuddered as Steve drove hard into her tight ass again and again. His fingers against her clit made her squirm and whimper, and she could feel my orgasm approaching swiftly.

“Ohh … Oohhh fuck! YES Steve! Ohhh god I’m so close … Cum in my ass, baby! Please, fill my ass with your hot sticky cum!”

Spurred on by her cries, Steve pulled his hand away from her clit, grabbing her wrist to guide her hand there before grabbing onto her hips. Timing it perfectly, he lifted her almost completely off his cock as she rose up. As Julie descended, he stood up and met her halfway with such force they were both left in a standing position. Once again, he pressed her roughly against the cold tile, hot cum pouring into her asshole as he screamed and groaned with pleasure.

Julie’s fingers worked madly against her clit, and her screams of pleasure joined Steve’s again as she felt him empty his load into her ass. Her hips twitched and jerked and she clenched her ass tightly around his cock, cumming hard with him. Steve could think of nothing but the desire to be inside her. He was driven completely over the edge when she clamped down on him, and he began to buck harder against her.

Hot, sticky cum swelled around his throbbing cock, unable to find escape. The outpouring just made her tighter and fused them together like glue. Completely lost in orgasm, Steve tugged and slammed back and forth. The warm water rushed over their bodies, rinsing away their sweat as they continued to cum together, riding the waves of pleasure.

Slowly, Julie’s fingers ceased their movements against her clit. She leaned there against the tile trying to catch her breath as Steve’s cock twitched feebly in her ass.

“Fuck, I’ve missed that,” he whispered hoarsely into her ear. “I’ve missed you, Julie.”

His body literally ached with the intensity of their shared orgasm. As they relaxed, Julie released her hold on him and he began to soften. Finally, he was able to pull out and lean against the back wall of the shower. Fascinated, he watch his cum pouring out of her ass, the shower washing it away as it mingled with her cum.

“I don’t think I’m much cleaner, though,” he said with a laugh.
Julie giggled, her legs shaky as she pushed herself away from the wall and quickly washed up. Once finished, she turned to Steve and kissed him softly.

“I’ll let you get cleaned up while I take some of your things down to my car.”

Sensing all was right with the world again, Steve sadly watched her go and began to wash up, taking the time to shave. When he finished, he toweled off and dressed in a comfortable pair of jeans and a nice pullover shirt. Walking back out into the living room, he grabbed a couple of boxes and carried them down.

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It didn’t take them long to move the rest of Steve’s things to Julie’s apartment. As he set down the last box, Julie smiled up at him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

“Now, how about that shopping trip,” she asked with a wink.

Steve returned the smile and pulled her tight, rocking them side to side. “It would be my pleasure.”

Hand in hand, their fingers entwined, he led her to the elevator, down to the lobby and out to the street.

“Where would you like to go?” he asked as they walked to his car.

“Wherever you think has clothing that would suit me best,” she shrugged in response. “Or, that you would like to see me in,” she added mischievously.

He made several suggestions, mostly mentioning lingerie stores or specialty shops. Each one caused her to laugh delightedly and she nudged him playfully, her eyes dancing with amusement.

“Wherever you’d like, baby,” she told him once his list was complete.

“No,” he countered mature horny school teachers and students fucking. “I know it’s not much, but consider it a small step toward making things up to you. You pick. Wherever you like, I’ll by you whatever you want. Then, at the very least, we can swing by one of two of the place I mentioned while on our way home. Our home,” he stressed.

They spent the next several hours going to all Julie’s favorite stores as she tried things on and modeled them for Steve. Finally, she decided that she had all she needed. Grinning impishly at him, she wrapped her arms around his neck, ignoring the gawking and staring of those who passed by them.

“So, those lingerie stores you mentioned sounded interesting.”

His arms and hands full as he happily carried her myriad bags to the car, he could do little in response but smile and waggle his eyebrows.

“Then I’ll take you to my favorite,” he said.

Depositing the bags in the trunk of his car, they walked a couple of blocks to the lingerie store. Once there, he opened the door for her and followed her in. He smiled as her eyes widened and a mischievous grin appeared as she walked up and down the racks. She blushed at some of the shiny, metallic outfits, but as she looked past them, her eyes were drawn to the costume racks. Taking Steve’s hand, she grinned and pulled him in that direction, feeling slightly giddy.

“Costumes? Hmmmm, that could be interesting,” he said, looking through the various outfits.

“Pick your favorite for me,” Julie said with a giggle.

Steve didn’t know where to begin. He looked back and forth, getting excited with the possibilities. He hated to be cliché, but he was most excited by the “classics.” He held up one after another, draping each one over her as he imagined what she’d look like wearing it. Nurse. Secretary. Schoolgirl. French Maid. He tried dozens more, but couldn’t make up his mind.

Evidently, his expressions were clear enough to Julie. Without hesitation, she grinned and picked out a candy striper outfit and a French maid uniform. Her eyes danced as his reaction confirmed her choices were correct.

“Anything else?” Steve offered. “Lingerie? They have clothes, too.”

Glancing around, Julie grinned widely and hurried over to one of the lingerie stands. Licking her lips exaggeratedly, she lifted a black, sheer gown with a plunging neckline. As Steve eagerly nodded his approval, she also gathered up two crotchless body stockings, one fishnet and the other black lace.

Steve couldn’t help but drool as Julie’s excitement pulled her through the racks. She added several more items to the large pile in his arms, not forgetting all of the necessary accessories like jewelry and stiletto heels. When Steve was certain he couldn’t take any more without having to pull her into the dressing room to ravage her there in the store, Julie smile and said that she was finished. Steve dumped the now enormous pile onto the counter, ignoring the cashier’s expression as she look from the older man to the woman young enough to be his daughter. He quickly paid for everything and carried the bags out into the cool night air.

“I can’t wait to see what you plan to model for me first,” he said, hungrily.

Grinning, Julie hurried in front of him, swaying her hips suggestively. When everything was placed in the trunk and they climbed into the car, Julie pounced on him, climbing into his lap and kissing him deeply. Initially surprised, it didn’t take long for him to warm to her. Wrapping his arms around her, his hands roamed freely as he returned her kiss.

“Somebody’s happy,” he said with a grin when they broke to catch their breath.

Responding only with a seductive little laugh, she slid off his lap. As he started the car and began driving back to their apartment, she leaned over. Using her tongue to tug his earlobe between her teeth, she nibbled lightly as she began to rub his cock through his pants.

“You’re going to make me wreck if you keep that up,” Steve said with a moan. Still, he sped down the streets, eager to be home with her.

Before long, they were back at home. They carried as many bags as possible, but there were still several left in the car. Julie grabbed a few bags and disappeared into the bedroom with a wink while Steve returned to the car to bring up the rest. After a few minutes, he trudged back inside under their weight, dropping the bags on the floor and shutting the door as he called out to her.

“Julie?”

She grinned as she heard his call, knowing the effect she was about to have on him. Swaying her hips seductively, she walked out of the bedroom wearing the black, fishnet body stocking and a pair of black stilettos. The outfit left little to the imagination anyway. But, for some reason, the designer had left a gap in the netting. It ran from just above her pussy, back between her legs, all the way back to her ass. Julie ran her hands over her body and gave a spin for him.

“So, what do you think? Am I fuckable enough?”

Steve couldn’t take his eyes off her. Taking a step forward, he forgot about the bags until he tripped over them and fell to the floor.

“I’d say you are,” he managed to say as his body shook with laughter.

Julie giggled at his reaction and moved to perch on the back of the couch. Her nipples were hard and she shook her breasts for him before spreading her legs wide, giving Steve a full view of her smooth, naked pussy. He just looked up at her, lust in his eyes as he lay on his back enjoying the show. Julie grinned down at him and slid off the couch before crawling across the floor and straddling his hips.

Steve’s body reacted instantly, but he somehow kept himself in check. Feigning fear, he asked her, “What are you going to do to me?”

She let out a deep, hungry laugh and began to grind her hips against his.

“Mmmm. I plan to make up for lost time.”

“Please. Please don’t hurt me,” Steve begged, fighting to maintain the ruse as he looked up at her longingly. “I … I’m weak. I couldn’t possibly.”

Ignoring his mock protests, Julie moved back onto his legs. Reaching down in front of her, she slowly opened his pants before leaning down to kiss him deeply. Her tongue massaging his, she slipped one hand inside his jeans and wrapped her fingers around his cock, stroking it firmly.

“Ooooohhhhh. Please. I’m an old man,” he cried as his eyes rolled back in his head. He loved her touch. “I … I can’t take it!”

Julie giggled evilly against his mouth and pulled his cock from his jeans. Rising up, she shifted to guide him to the entrance of her hot, glistening cunt. She threw her head back and moaned feverishly as she pushed down on him, her eyes closing in pleasure as he entered her. Leaning forward, she braced against his shoulders and started grinding down onto him.

“OH! PLEASE!” Steve yelled between gasps. “I can’t control myself!”

Ending the charade, Steve reached up and held her tiny waist. Rocking his hips in rhythm with hers, he slowly began bucking up into her, causing Julie’s voice to join with his. She began moving harder and faster against him, the pleasure mounting quickly.

Propping his head up on a bag, Steve stared down his body, watching his cock disappear inside her again and again. Her pussy was so wet; her clit red and gleaming.

“No, I don’t want to! Don’t make me!” Steve cried, renewing the game.

Julie giggled as his fake protests and increased her efforts. Reaching down between them, she began toying with her clit, gasping and moaning as she writhed against him. Steve arched his back and moaned with delight as she clenched and released his cock. Grinding up hard into her, he pushed her hand away so he could look at her again. Licking his lips at the sight, he reached up and grabbed her breasts firmly, kneading and fondling.

Julie’s moaning became steadier and her hips rocked frantically against his. She groaned loudly as Steve pinched and twisted and tugged her nipples in opposite directions. Suddenly, she was rising up as Steve planted his feet under his ass and bucked up harder and harder. She gasped and let out a primordial scream as her body worked furiously against his thrusts. She braced her feet on the floor and rode him happily as he suspended her on his cock, rocking back and forth before lowering for another thrust. Julie’s thighs began trembling and the rest of her body followed suit as she surrendered to orgasm with a deafening scream mature housewife make love with younger neighbor.

Steve lay pinned to the floor, writhing under her as his hot cum spewed forth, coating her pussy. Julie just clenched him tighter, screaming over and over as she rode his thrusting, throbbing cock. Her body shuddered violently with pleasure as she milked his cock for all he was worth. Her efforts made Steve sit up straight and he wrapped his arms around her. Kissing her fiercely, he sucked on her bottom lip as he reached down to tug her cheeks apart and finger her asshole.

Julie squealed and wriggled as he probed her ass. Returning his kiss, they leaned against each other for support as their mutual climax subsided.