John couldn't help but stare at Sarah's large breasts as she entered the room. He took a sip of his beer and muttered, "Young milf with big tits... I'd love to fuck her." Sarah caught him staring and blushed slightly. She crossed the room to sit beside him and asked if he wanted another drink. John nodded, his eyes never leaving her ample chest. As she got up to fetch the drinks, John's mind raced with dirty thoughts. He imagined burying his face between those perfect tits and sucking on those plump nipples. Sarah returned with their drinks and sat down next to him again. Their legs touched, sending a shiver down John's spine. He placed a hand on top of Sarah's thigh and gently massaged it. Sarah didn't move away, instead she leaned into him slightly Sarah didn't move away, instead she leaned into him slightly, her heart racing as their bodies pressed together.
