The person who arranged to meet in the car was Aya, a 39-year-old married woman. She asked anxiously, "I'm 39, is that okay...?" Her husband was on a solo assignment, and both heart and body had grown apart, leaving her with the worry of not being seen as a woman. "I want to remember being a woman again," she said, and today she gathered the courage to come.
Just holding hands in the car made her tremble, and when she leaned in, she was adorably flustered, saying, "What do I do...?" She was shy even taking off her jacket, let out breaths just from kissing, and had an ultra-sensitive body that twitched at the slightest touch on her breasts over her clothes. With trembling hands, she gently stroked the dick she hadn't touched in a long time, whispering, "It's been so long..." and begged, "I want to kiss it here..." Her sloppy blowjob wouldn't stop, and when I accidentally came in her mouth, she murmured, "It's tastier than my husband's... I might end up liking it." When I suggested a threesome, she hesitated quite a bit, but it seemed she couldn't resist her desires and agreed.
We decided to visit Aya's house when her husband was out. Once the threesome started, Aya's sensitivity reached its peak. She was kissed alternately, had her voluptuous H-cup breasts groped, accepted deep-throating, and moaned pleasurably while sucking both dicks at once. When penetrated in missionary, she wanted the other one too, inserting dicks into both her mouth and pussy. After thoroughly enjoying doggy style and cowgirl, we fucked her hard in the kitchen where she usually cooks, then came inside. Even after collapsing on the floor from exhaustion, her sexual desire didn't subside, so we moved to the bedroom for a second and third round, finishing with a facial and more creampies.
A 39-year-old married woman who had pent-up desires for years. The loneliness of not being seen as a woman by her husband was fully filled by the young men, and she finally wore a satisfied expression.