Chapter 107 My New Milf Neighbor (5)

Vanessa’s tits were a fucking masterpiece, still glistening with my cum from our last round, her pink nipples swollen, her hands rubbing the mess into her skin as she licked her fingers clean with that wicked smirk. My bedroom was a haze of red LED lights, the mirror reflecting every filthy detail—my shirtless frame, dreads loose, my thick cock twitching, her curvy body kneeling before me, her white tank top gone, her black shorts hugging her thick thighs. My brown skin was slick with sweat, my pink shorts long discarded, my heart pounding as her brown eyes burned into mine, her full lips glossy, her dirty talk—“I’m not done with that huge cock yet”—making my dick harden again, ready for more. The air was thick with sex, her vanilla perfume mixing with the raw scent of our fucking, and I was lost in her, the heat, the pure fucking chaos. She stood, her tits bouncing, her hands sliding to her hips, her eyes locked on mine, bold and hungry. “You think that was hot, Louis?” she purred, her voice low, filthy, her fingers hooking into the waistband of her black shorts. “Let’s see how you handle this.” She tugged them down, slow and teasing, revealing her huge, round ass, the cheeks jiggling as the shorts hit the floor, a butterfly tattoo inked in black and purple spreading across her right cheek, sexy as fuck, like a secret just for me. My dick throbbed, my jaw dropping, my eyes glued to her curves.