I am back after a overwhelming response to my 1st story “life of a sex addict- part 1”. You can send your feedbacks and suggestions at After fucki...ng the brains out of Manisha. I wanted to taste some more pussies. I always had a fantasy about married women. The so called “aunties”‎. From school days I used to watch porn of MILF, read story and fantasize about fucking them. I was crazy about the texture of their beautiful vagina. Their Naval. I used to go crazy seeing that. After passing out from. I was so turned on fucking Shane in a moving car while my hubby watched in the rear view mirror. I rocked back and forth on him grinding his dick in to me as deep as possible and Shane started really working my tits over. He squeezed them, licked and bit them, pulling and twisting my nipples in painful near orgasmic pleasure. I had my eyes closed during much of this , then noticed we were no longer in the country, but on a busy street on the outskirts of town near the airport. There were plenty. I could feel my dick getting hard and was really hoping this wouldn't cause Maddie to freak out and stop dancing with me. To the contrary, once she felt me get harder, it seemed that she pushed her hips and ass back into me even harder and faster. Maddie then turned around and pulled my head down to say something to me, as you could only hear from yelling to each other very close by, and she said, "you and Haley are turning me on so much, I'm really getting wet with you two grinding on. She was a nice looking woman for her age. Of course, being only twelve years old, I didn't really notice much about those things. I got settled in and enjoyed staying there even though she was very strict and I was made to listen to her or suffer the consequences if I didn't. Time went by very fast and the next thing I knew I was sixteen and she was nearly seventy-five. I looked at her a lot more often. She often wore ass-tight jeans and I was looking at her shapely body a lot. I also noticed.