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Older Lady
Older lady
Just my style
Husband died
Been gone awhile
Kids are grown
She’s all-alone
The lady loves
Brand new bone
No big deal
What’s thirty years?
I raise her hood
And try her gears
She says to me,
“Boy, have no fear.”
Then spreads and says,
“Please hop on, dear.”
Just my style
Husband died
Been gone awhile
Kids are grown
She’s all-alone
The lady loves
Brand new bone
No big deal
What’s thirty years?
I raise her hood
And try her gears
She says to me,
“Boy, have no fear.”
Then spreads and says,
“Please hop on, dear.”
Published 25th May 2021
Author's Note
It's nice when a young man finds an older lady with needs.
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25th May 2021 3:57pm
25th May 2021 4:48pm
25th May 2021 7:36pm
Homage to the Mrs Robinsons. Picture inspired poetic caption:
Breasts braless, inviting cup,
stringy panties filling up
with the juice that I see spread,
beckoning me towards bed.
Breasts braless, inviting cup,
stringy panties filling up
with the juice that I see spread,
beckoning me towards bed.
26th May 2021 7:41am
6th Jun 2021 10:19pm
Bravo for cougars who know, will, and take you to a new world. Peace and hugs, Oral
