MILF Paradise System-Chapter 141: Rich GILF is a Wild Cougar

"Please bite them harder," she said, looking at me with desperate, lust-filled eyes.

"Yeah? You like when I bite your nipples," I said, biting one more hard, looking into her eyes as my teeth sank deeper into the swollen peak, grinding it between them, tugging slow and relentless.

"Ahh... yes... I love it hard, fuck," she screamed with pleasure as I bit her nipple harder, showing how wild she was, how she wanted a young guy to bite her nipples, body arching sharp into my face, hands clutching my head to pull me tighter, thighs clenching, pussy leaking fresh down her legs.

"Look, Olivia... how hard you made me," I said, making her look at my bulge pressing hard against her lower stomach, the thick outline throbbing through my shorts.

"Yeah? Why are you so hard for an old lady?" she said, looking lusty, staring into my eyes, voice breathy and teasing, hips grinding subtle against my hardness.

The way she said that looked so hot, I pulled her into a deep kiss, wild and hungry, our saliva mixing with each other, tongues inside each other, moaning into each other’s mouth, lips crashing, teeth grazing, devouring every inch.

"You are so horny, Olivia," I said, breaking the kiss, while she kept leaning into my mouth like she wanted to devour me more, chasing my lips, tongue flicking out needy.

We were in the living room devouring each other, getting more turned on, but her nipples were still begging me to bite them hard, take them in mouth—how they throbbed, dark and swollen, erect peaks pointing at me, aching for abuse.

I looked at the room which had an open balcony facing the sea and a recliner chair there.

"Come, Olivia," I said, grabbing her hand and pulling her to take her on the balcony, I wanted to enjoy sucking her boobs out in the open, sea breeze on our skin.

We reached the balcony going through the room. I sat on the chair first and spread my legs, and she understood herself and sat on my lap, spreading her legs around my thighs and landing straight on my bulge, pussy pressing down through her bikini bottom, grinding slow as she settled.

I quickly removed my shirt and threw it inside the room.

"Come here," I said, pulling her into my naked chest so her boobs that were revealed from her tight bikini pressed into it hard, and kissed her again deeply. She was wild at kissing, tongue pushing in hungry, lips sucking mine, moaning loud into my mouth, hands roaming my back.

Then after kissing her for a while, I put her boobs into my face, savoring them again, biting the nipple hard while she ground her pussy through her bikini on my bulge, hips rolling needy, wet spot growing on the fabric.

She was really horny, man, the way she kept grinding on my dick bulge, moaning endless, hips rolling slow and desperate, thick ass cheeks squeezing my shaft through the shorts, pussy soaking her bikini bottom as she rubbed herself against me like she couldn’t stop.

Suddenly she pulled her chest from my face and stood up in front of me.

I looked at her confused, wondering why she would do that, then she knelt down between my thighs, putting her hand on my bulge and rubbing it harder, palm pressing firm, fingers tracing the thick outline, squeezing the shaft through the fabric.

"Ahh, you are so hard, Alex," she moaned, her mouth closer to my bulge as she rubbed it harder with her hand, breath hot against the material, eyes locked on the tent, voice thick with lust.

"Ahh, Olivia, you’re gonna make me cum in my shorts," I groaned as she was really brutal with my dick, squeezing the shaft tight, stroking up and down fast, thumb circling the head where precum soaked through, making wet spots spread.

"You can’t cum yet, ahhh, I’ll make sure you cum deep in me," she said, still rubbing her hand over my bulge, fingers gripping tighter, eyes dark and hungry.

Man, she was a really filthy slutty grandma, the way she was grabbing my dick over the bulge really showed how much she was filled with lust, no shame left, just raw, desperate need.

Then she put her mouth on my bulge over the shorts and started eating it, like she was trying to eat my dick through the cloth, lips closing around the thick outline, sucking hard, tongue licking long wet stripes up the shaft, making my shorts wet from her saliva, the fabric clinging transparent to the head as she bit down gentle, teeth grazing the length.

"Ahh, it’s so hard, I’m gonna put it in my mouth," she moaned and put her mouth on my bulge with so much saliva, licking it wild, tongue flat and broad, soaking the material completely, sucking the head through the cloth like she was starving.

"Olivia, fuck, just take it out, I won’t last if you keep teasing me like that," I said, leaning back on the chair, hips bucking up into her mouth, dick hurting from the pressure, balls tight and aching. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Then she put her thumbs on the waistband of my shorts and lowered them quick, I moved my hips to let her remove them fully, shorts sliding down my thighs, dick springing free hard and thick, slapping up against my stomach then settling forward, veins pulsing, head swollen and slick.

For some seconds she just looked at it like she was hungry, mouth open a little and watering, eyes tracing the length, the girth, the way it throbbed in the air.

Then she wrapped her fingers around my shaft and started stroking it, looking into my eyes, slow at first, then firmer, hand gliding up and down the full length, thumb circling the head, spreading my precum.

"You love that, Olivia, ahh?" I said as her technique was really good, she knew how to stroke a dick good, twisting at the top, squeezing the base, using her other hand to cup my balls.

"Now I know why those girls didn’t want to leave you with me," she said, looking at me then at my dick, pulling my foreskin back to tease the sensitive head, making me groan.

"Ahh, don’t be that hard on my dick please," I said as she was really wild, stroking faster, gripping tighter, thumb pressing the slit.

"Just let me do my work, boy," she said, grabbing my balls in her hand and squeezing them, trying to figure how much I had in store for her womb, rolling them gentle then firm, feeling the weight, the fullness.