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Socal Software: XRATEDMATUREPORN looked good. Not too shabby for a 38 year old mother of two college students. Father Time had been good to me and my body still looked like it had when we were first married -- all 38-27-35 inches of it. My dishwater blonde hair just about tickled my scrumptious ass when I leaned my head back, which I did as I stood and dropped the coat in a quiet heap. Licking my lips suggestively, I pursed then and kissed at my reflection, and hubby's hungry eyes. Tiny shivers were turning into bigger ones. Wanting my husband to get a good look at the skimpy panties intent on snuggling my shapely ass, I then bent over and looked at him through my slightly spread legs. Instinctively I started to rub my inner thighs, and even bent low enough to lick one. I felt positively trampish. It was wonderful. In the mirror, I could even see a few tufts of my dark neatly trimmed thatch peeking out at the leggings. Thankfully, my husband played classic rock music in his store and I was soon strutting to the sultry wales of Motley Crew. It seemed more than a coincidence that GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS was playing. I suddenly started feeling like I was on a stage, and really began to get into it. Twisting, lurching and gyrating, I danced and teased my husband by rubbing my rock hard nipples, vehemently poking through my lace demi-bra, and even a few slow rubs over my damp pussy. I was really starting to feel the fire that was building inside me.