1. The Long Con - Magnificent Mandy part 1


    Date: 7/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Teen, Young, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 84.8, Source: sexstories.com

    I remember the day so vividly, when I first saw her. In fact, many times after we made love I would think back to that day. Hard to believe it has been 20 years now. My hair is turning gray, my skin is getting leathery, ​I have developed a bit of a belly, though I try to work out a lot to keep it from getting too big. You don't want to be too fat when you are only 5 foot 10. The pounds show fast. I heard Miranda make a soft noise in her sleep and she spun over and cuddled back into me. The trees were blowing outside on this Saturday morning, and the cool breeze of Autumn were just beginning to blow. I have to say, despite the legal battles and the friends I lost and even now the occasional scornful looks I get don't bother me. Mostly because I figure all the women are just pissed and the men envious. After all I am now 62 and my amazingly attractive wife is a spry 34. We had our first child only 4 years ago and I do worry about dying before little Ana grows up, but would I change a thing? Hell no, 20 years of great sex with the hottest women I have ever known. Mandy is still a knockout, turns heads everywhere she goes, and I still think I am lucky to have had her all this time. But god you should have seen her when I first did. You can talk about the Kim Kardashians, the Ariana Grandes and even the Svetlana Bilyalovas, and I am telling you, Mandy was still hotter in her day, not to mention an incredible 34 year old MILF today. Feeling her warm breath on my chest as I listen ...
    to the crickets, I truly feel like I ended up in heaven. It's funny, even today when I go into Chipotle for a burrito bowl, I remember her and her mother and her sister at the register. Her face was obstructed due to her short stature, but I could see her body and I was hooked immediately. All I could actually see was her sculpted 34 C breasts and what seemed like an impossibly small waist considering her hips and breasts. I remember I could see the folds in the waist of those jean shorts, a belt pulled tight to keep it on her, though it still would be an effort to pull those shorts over those hips. In fact, I know for a fact it was. Anyway, they disappeared into the busy restaurant and I had to move forward in line so I lost sight of her for a minute. Then, just one person from the front of the ordering line, I saw her again, her back was too me but I noticed the long sleeved thin sweater top and the jean shorts out of the corner of my eye. That was when I understood why she wore shorts that were too big. Because she had large thighs, phat thighs, thighs a black or latin woman in a music video would be so proud of. Not a speck of cellulite, no, those thick thighs were by design, they were as big around as her waist, plus a bit. For a white woman, that was nothing short of insane. She was wearing flats, and I couldn't help but wonder if those legs actually looked better in heels, because they were incredibly luscious without already. Then my attention was pulled as it was my ...
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