Mature revealing herself as a whore in private

I often say that we all have at least two personalities, the one we present to society on a day-to-day basis and the one kept in the most libidinous corners of our being which only ourselves can access during those moments of solitary pleasures where everything bursts forth more ardently and away from the eyes of those who would see it as vulgarity. I was married for twenty-three years, and even though my ex husband had no idea how much fantasies devoured me inside, I believe that we often stop living the many pleasures sex can bring us because of simple shame or even fear of being rejected by our partner. In my case only after separation did I begin to contemplate the possibility of realizing everything I've always wanted, not that this has been the reason for the separation, although what came next ended up happening naturally in accordance with that new reality. My name is Simone, I'm a woman of 55 years old, blonde hair short to the shoulders 1.74 m and 84 kg, no big breasts, consider me average, I was thinner but after two children ended up gaining weight and consequently more bumpy, confess that did not like very much see myself in this way in the mirror Mirian's sea, she is married and we live in the same condominium. It may even seem silly not to say her real name but it would be better if you didn't joke so much (laughter). She has a strong sense of humour and always shows herself as a firm and serious woman; only by knowing the play one can see that seriously there are gray hairs (laugh) -a good person with a head full of mischief We lived in this condominium for a long time, she was already living there when I arrived as newlyweds. This other side of her started to come into my knowledge after we separated and from then onwards we ended up becoming friends and confidants until discovering that my beloved friend had been giving away her chicks (laughter). Talking with her we shared a lot, and because of how much he confided in me I felt free to do the same thing. It was from that point on my life gained a new reality. embarrassed at the time, on my way to my apartment I even hurried steps to arrive soon, thinking that there was someone watching me, coming home My children had not yet arrived, I went into the room and stood looking at myself and wondering who would be these men were staring at me, could it have been some naughty resident? Or the maintenance people at the condo? It could be anyone, just the fact of feeling desired already inspired me in the silence of that room playing sensualizing before the mirror kneeling on the bed clutching her breasts or even four patting my butt there I stripped off all my modesty and showed myself a real hungry lioness who needed to be tamed by a vigorous male If it weren't for the noise I made when my foot slammed against a closet door -- (Laughter) surely masturbation was part of that fiery woman who hid inside a simple housewife, only this room knew about my most ardent desires, my toys, my foibles, my most revealing nudity craving steady hands and devouring lips. It always ended in a beautifully delicious bath which unfortunately always brought me back into the reality of motherhood and housekeeping. In time I realized that this woman had to change something if she really wanted to live a hot adventure, and talking with her friend actually described me as more of a housewife, even my underwear the bitch reproached saying that piece did not need mark so much like it, his butt is big and with a basic panties which tightens in the middle of buttocks will surely mark the pants, she suggested type panty floss second she left me with the glutinous bottom (laughs) You get greedier. (Laughter) Over time, I've learned to appreciate and enjoy my body more because even as I started noticing that some looks were starting to move a little bit with me you know when you start to feel threatened but at the same time this feeling starts making you into potential prey about to be attacked by an unknown eater, my heart races just thinking of the possibility one day it might happen is too much craving just thinkin', many times I find myself in bed smiling really good looking imagining situations like these needless to say all ends up being deliciously sarcastic It's lonely. I couldn't take it anymore, and I needed to create some kind of opportunity that would expose me not as an easy woman but rather as a woman who feels the crazy need to go beyond her fantasies and still feel safe. Being alone at home, I talked to my friend about how she felt about the idea of casual sex with one of those professionals kind does everything, i even have something to arrange in the house but my intentions were other (laughs) She put her hand on his mouth and looking at me asked if I would be brave. Liz as long as she told me everything, then handed me a contact. I looked at her and without asking anything the bitch blinked to me saying that I could trust him, we laughed together The excitement consumed me for the rest of the week, until late Friday afternoon they went to my father's house with some friends. It was a very good place and had several rooms so their fun would be guaranteed now it was just myself and my craziness I picked up my mobile phone and already made an appointment on Saturday after lunch When the bell rang I got up at that time, went to answer the door. His name was Nilton and he's a little bit taller than me. Nilton if you need something just call, I turned around and withdrew but it seemed that he looked at my ass when I was retreating, went to the room full head of malice and found a way to leave this Bermuda most sneaky, I wanted to provoke that man who wasn't handsome but had an interesting body type actually in those hours what matters is sex, smell, footprint He took out a notebook and started writing down what I needed to buy. My legs were crossed, he was sweating and my thirst grew stronger when he showed me the notes. I was going to be eaten, didn't take my eyes off of him. I needed the initiative and he would never do that. So I pulled away from his desk... He slapped me with both hands, making my whole body heat up. I pushed the ass even further into the middle of the room as if it were a whore on offer. That's how I felt at that moment. And I opened my mouth at once, what a nice stick he had. He spat on it and his soft little head slid down over my lips as he grabbed me by the hair. Then he stood up to put me on the floor with his body against mine. His hand entering my bermuda making me arching body sensing his hand on my bouquet which by then was all molasses, he smiled when he found out I had no panties He had a hand so soft and warm that it made me delirious at the same time kissed me interspersed with sucking in my breasts His tongue was already running down my groin. He took a breath and heard him say, "What's that?" I want to see him laughing. When he came into my mouth it was like filling me whole, until I grabbed him by the hair and pulled at every punch. How nice to feel him penetrate me with the sound of his body beating on my ass! He fucks his bitch fucking his hound dog! And he'd come into my mouth and make me tremble in his hand, rolling over and shoving my ass backwards begging him not to take it off. I could feel the spasms of erection that made this roller pulsate inside me. We were lying there on the bed kissing each other until our strength returned. When I woke up it was already night and that man smoothing my ass and giving me light squeezes, asked if he were married, replied saying to be separated but his eyes had eaten my butt, anal sex is what most liked to do and missed a lot, like anus nor jerk, bet you take the opportunity to give some shrinking around (laughter) He asked me whether I would let myself being shrunk inside of a bus, said Do you think I'd have peace with this arse, always allowed them to give me a little haircut, not only did I get lucky enough to come home in used clothes, this was another one of mine more I'd pass my hand and lick his fingers, like a fucking bastard. We laughed so hard that he said he was gonna eat me up the ass And then make fun of it in my mouth But this time with condoms them coming and seeing me in that condition, on the bed with a bastard eating my ass ended up giving me even more boner I imagined myself standing there looking at 'em like an idiot while this kid was slowly punching into my butt it was delicious all of it his mouth making me suck every drop of that fat milk, he actually kissed my fucking molasses face, after which we went to take a bath and eat something, and enjoy the early morning inside with lots of sex. After that we had many dates, only this time I used a motel where I could unleash all my horny drive and good sound; became a real hunting whore hidden inside the respectful housewife.