MILF: The Naughty Neighbor Read Free Page A

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                  “Hey—”
                  Before Leanna could finish her sentence Kent’s lips were on hers. He was kissing her hard and fast. He slammed the door, lifting Leanna off her feet and charging towards to the bed with a boyish smile on his face.
                  “I hope you didn’t start without me,” Kent said, kissing Leanna’s nose and forehead.
                  “You had thirty seconds before I pulled out my little black book,” Leanna said, teasing.
                  “Oh, really?”
                  Leanna mewled as Kent’s hands trailed from her ankles to her calves and then her thighs. He stroked her pussy outside of her panties and then in one swift motion the panties was around her ankles and pooling on the floor.              “Kiss me. Don’t stop no matter what you feel between your legs.”
                  Leanna nodded, leaning in to kiss him. It was so hard to focus with every nerve of her body jolting to life. Her toes were curling in her stilettos. Her pussy was soaking. She was trying so hard to kiss him back, but all she wanted was him inside of her.
                  “You like my fingers inside you?” Kent whispered in her ears.
                  He slipped two fingers deep inside of her, biting her breasts and stroking faster.
                  “Yes,” Leanna said, arching her back.
                  He pulled her to the edge of the bed and kneeled between her legs. He spread her legs, kissing her thighs.
                  “Relax, baby. This is me apologizing,” Kent said, looking up at her with a wicked grin.
                  “I’m listening. I’d rather listen with your shirt off. You’re so sexy bareback.”             
                  “You’re wish is my command.”
                  He pulled off his shirt, tousling his hair. Leanna’s drank in the sight of him. He licked her thighs, her pussy, pulling the dress higher and higher as her went.
                  “I always imagined what you looked like naked,” Kent said, pulling the dress over her head.
                  He looked her up and down, hungrily, and unclasped the bra, throwing it with the dress.
                  “Well, now you see me,” Leanna said, pulling him on top on her.
                  “Yes, I see you. You’re gorgeous,” Kent said.
                  Leanna spread her legs, taking all of him. He was as thick as he was long and Leanna shifted her curvy body, taking him in deeper. He grinded into her slow and deep. Leanna closed her eyes as he took her nipples in his mouth, sucking harder as his dick pounded into her. He lifted her legs onto his broad shoulders, pulled her to the edge of the bed and fucking her hard. It was acute and hard and sexy. Leanna groaned and yelled as the mild-mannered Kent Johnson, spread her wide, flipped her over and spanked her as his dick sank into her throbbing pussy. The orgasms were so close together she was getting weak with exhaustion.
                  “Fuck, I’m gonna come, baby,” Kent said, gripping Leanna’s waist and grinding into her faster from behind.
                  Kent’s fingers dug into her ass as he exhaled loudly, coming inside of her. They collapsed beside each other, and, to Leanna surprise, Kent pulled her close into a cuddle.
                  “I want to do that again,” Kent whispered in Leanna’s neck.
                  Leanna giggled, turning to face him. She was covered in a light sheen of sweat, but would be more than willing to go another round.
                  “I do too. That was fun.”
                  Kent bit his lip, tracing the curve of her hips, her waist and her