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Trashy MILF Loose in The Suburbs

trashy milfThis trashy milf crashed a holiday party last night. It was by accident. I was on the right side of the tracks because I was shopping. I drive an old beater car and it broke down. Fuck my life. My cell was dead too, so I could not call my son. I knocked on the first door I saw, and it was a party. A small one, but still a party. The boy that opened the door thought I was a guest and told me to come in and grab some wine. I am more of a beer drinker, but I do not turn down booze. He said everyone was out back. I was not interested in hanging out with a bunch of upper crust prudes. I wanted to party with the teen boy in front of me. I forgot all about my broke down car out front and asked him to show me his room. It was a typical boy room. Pictures of Ariana Grande and Camila Cabello on his wall. I thought he might think I was too old for him. I mean the law and his mama would think I was too old for him, but I was hoping he would see the fun in a much older woman. He was not picking up on my ques. I guess I am more use to trailer park boys. I took off my top and my boobs got his attention. I was in someone else’s house, molesting a teen boy I just met while his mother was out back. This was a huge risk, but worth it. I mean only a trailer trash whore would be this bold, right? He fondled my boobs as I stoked his cock. I took his virginity in his twin bed in his suburban bedroom with his mommy not far away. Of course, when I heard a woman calling his name up the stairs, I climbed out his bedroom window and hid in the bushes until I could get to my car. I had to walk home, but I think it was fate that I broke down where and when I did.


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