| Author: | Bebe Lix | ISBN: | 9781497739925 |
| Publisher: | Bebe Lix | Publication: | December 6, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Bebe Lix |
| ISBN: | 9781497739925 |
| Publisher: | Bebe Lix |
| Publication: | December 6, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
I was drunk. That's my only excuse.
I drank too much wine, and then I slipped my number to a younger woman at my daughter's twenty-fifth birthday party.
What can I say? My husband cheats, so I think it's okay if I do, too. It's been so long since I've been with a woman, and when I saw this girl, I just couldn't resist.
Then my daughter pointed out that the girl, that super-hot girl, was her childhood best friend.
Oops.
WARNING: This 7500+ word story contains mature content, including hot oral sex, rimming, and hard fingerfucking between a curvy cheating cougar and a sweet little girl who grew up into a sexy young woman. For adult readers only!
EXCERPT:
"You said you wanted to see me again before I leave," she says. "To get together, or something."
"That was before I knew you had already gotten together with my daughter on a regular basis. At my house. When you were a little girl nearly thirty years younger than me," I said, not caring that I was interrupting.
"Sure, that's all true, yeah. But that doesn't mean we couldn't get together for something else."
"What exactly are you suggesting?"
I was drunk. That's my only excuse.
I drank too much wine, and then I slipped my number to a younger woman at my daughter's twenty-fifth birthday party.
What can I say? My husband cheats, so I think it's okay if I do, too. It's been so long since I've been with a woman, and when I saw this girl, I just couldn't resist.
Then my daughter pointed out that the girl, that super-hot girl, was her childhood best friend.
Oops.
WARNING: This 7500+ word story contains mature content, including hot oral sex, rimming, and hard fingerfucking between a curvy cheating cougar and a sweet little girl who grew up into a sexy young woman. For adult readers only!
EXCERPT:
"You said you wanted to see me again before I leave," she says. "To get together, or something."
"That was before I knew you had already gotten together with my daughter on a regular basis. At my house. When you were a little girl nearly thirty years younger than me," I said, not caring that I was interrupting.
"Sure, that's all true, yeah. But that doesn't mean we couldn't get together for something else."
"What exactly are you suggesting?"
