First time - Part 1br
Andrea thought that if she didn’t stop laughing she would wet her knickers. The fact that she wasn’t wearing any didn’t matter. She was laughing so hard she thought her lungs were going to give up. She’s been to the comedy club before but this was easily the best.
Andrea was 34 and was the very definition of a “MILF”. Two kids and twelve years of marriage down the line, Andrea was a stunner. She had long hair in various shades of blonde, piercing blue eyes and a dazzling smile that was, at the same time, beautiful but also sparkling with sexual promise. Her figure had become a sexual weapon, her shapely legs could induce palpitations in all men and her hips slowly curved into her waist before arching out up towards her breasts which, even on a foggy day, could mesmerise anyone at 30 paces.
She tried to prevent a stitch by having yet another drink but found that, annoyingly, her endless stream of Smirnoff Ice had ended. She managed to stop hyperventilating just long enoug
