I pulled out my phone to set up the hidden camera I'd stashed earlier—tucked in the corner shelf, angled perfectly at the bed.
Brothers, I'm recording this whole night for you degenerates, after all, you deserve to watch how a real MILF looks when she gets fucked by a big cock like mine, her body shaking, pussy clenching, tits flopping while she forgets she's a mom and turns into my personal whore.
The camera's hidden so well she wouldn't know if she stared right at it.
My cock was half-hard now, straining against my pants just thinking about it, the way her tits would spill out of that blouse when I finally ripped it off, how her thick thighs would wrap around me while she tried to pretend she wasn't loving it.
I decided to join her in the shower. Why wait? Let her think she has a moment alone, then show her who owns her body tonight.
I stood up and walked to the bathroom door, hearing the shower running steady, water cascading like it was trying to wash away her shame, but we both knew that wasn't happening.
Luckily, it wasn't locked—maybe she forgot in her nervous rush, or maybe deep down she wanted me to come in and take control. Maybe she kept the door unlocked on purpose like a invite for what she knew was coming.
I opened it quiet, stepping into the steamy room, the mirror already fogged, air thick with heat and the faint floral scent of whatever soap she was using. I stripped quickly pants down, cock springing free already thickening and walked toward the shower curtain, pulling it back just enough to slip in behind her.
She was totally oblivious, standing facing away from me, rinsing her white hair under the spray, water cascading down her back in rivulets that made her skin glisten like she was oiled up for me.
Fuck, that MILF body from behind was even better naked—wide hips flaring out from a surprisingly narrow waist, creating that perfect hourglass that screamed "built for breeding"
Her fat ass cheeks round and plump, water dripping between them, the crack glistening as steam rose around her thick thighs that rubbed together slightly with each shift of her weight.
Her back arched a little as she tilted her head, showing the dimples at the base of her spine, skin smooth and creamy without a single flaw, the kind of ass you could slap all night and watch ripple, thighs powerful enough to squeeze the life out of you while she rode.
No tan lines, pure white skin everywhere, like she'd never seen the sun naked, making her look even more innocent and fuckable, water tracing paths down her curves that I wanted to follow with my tongue.
I got behind her silent, cock now fully hard and throbbing, veins pulsing as I closed the distance, and grabbed her tits from behind.
My hands wrapping around those massive mounds, fingers sinking deep into the soft, heavy flesh that overflowed my palms, nipples stiff and fat between my thumbs and forefingers as I squeezed hard.
She jumped, screamed sharp and pushed back against me instinctively, her ass cheeks pressing right against my hard cock, soft flesh molding around it for a split second before she twisted away.
"Hey, it's me—calm down." I said, voice low and commanding, holding her steady by the tits so she couldn't slip free.
MILF M's eyes went wide as saucers, realizing she was completely naked, water still running down her body, and she dropped to the floor instantly, sitting on the wet tile with her knees pulled up, hands flying to cover those massive tits—but it was useless, her arms couldn't hold them all, flesh spilling out from every side, underboobs peeking from beneath, sideboob overflowing her fingers, nipples slipping into view as she shifted in panic.
"Why are you hiding?" I said, stepping closer, cock bobbing hard right at her eye level. "You have to show it eventually tonight. The deal was whatever I say, remember? Stand up and let me see what I own."
She shook her head fast, water dripping from her hair, cheeks burning red even under the shower steam.
"I… I can't. This is too much. Please, Mike… this. I'll do what you want, but not like this."
I laughed deep, mocking sound echoing off the tiles.
"Not like this? you're already naked in the shower with me. Your tits are spilling out of your hands, pussy probably still wet from the restaurant. You think you can bargain now?"
She stayed sitting, eyes flicking to my cock then away, but I saw her lick her lips unconsciously.
"It's… it's humiliating. I'm old enough to be your mother. This isn't right."
"Humiliating? You're my girlfriend now. Act like it or do I need to remind you what happens if you don't?"
Her face crumpled, tears mixing with the shower water.
"Please… don't. I'll… I'll do it. Just promise you'll leave them alone after tonight."
"Promise I'll stay away from your daughter," I said, voice low and mocking as I stood there towering over her, cock bobbing slightly with the words, watching her eyes flick back to it despite herself.
She took a shaky sigh of relief, her chest heaving and making those huge tits rise and fall in her hands, soft flesh overflowing her fingers like she was trying to hold back a flood.
"Really?" she whispered, voice cracking with desperate hope, her red lips parting just a little more as she glanced up at me, water dripping from her lashes.
To be Continued...
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