MILF stories : that next door young guy

I entered in my new apartment after spending a tired day in the office. I had just moved into this new apartment a week ago. I was really stressed out, and a few drinks with friends at a club didn’t help much to release the tension. I was thirty-five and had a nice job which meant lots of money and lots of work too. On my way from the main door to the bedroom, I had taken off my shirt. I

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