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If you have a crush on a sexy mature woman, what can you do? Especially when it concerns Lesbian Mom Bondage! You either ignore it, or you feed it. Dreams have a funny way of telling you your deepest desires. My dreams told me that I desired her. My body language screamed that I wanted her to tie me up, lick my clit and fuck me with a strap-on. In my dreams, that is exactly what she did. Is it possible for a woman to have a wet dream, you ask? Yes, Yes, and Yes!

Lesbian Mom Bondage

My Lesbian Mom Bondage desires flooded my brain as I fell asleep the night we met. In my dreams, this is how my night went:

I was at a bar, my eyes tired, my third glass empty sitting there on the counter, waiting for the sexy MILF bartender to get her ass into gear to fill it up once more. Her tight black shorts covered just enough of her mature ass to make me want to see more. My long hair touched the bar counter, as I reached to grab a cherry from her cup she had stocked on the service side of the bar. Finally, that got her attention.

“You need to ask next time, “ she said, grabbing my glass, and mixing me another. “I would have had the opportunity to if you provided a little quicker service,” I said, trying not to sound like a bitch. She was so attractive I didn’t even care if she spits in my drink. She tossed it on the counter and looked me in the eyes. “Look. I don’t bartend. I own this place, but since people can’t seem to be responsible enough to come to work and do their job when they’re scheduled, I’m here. Sorry about your luck honey, but it’s better than mine right now.

Do you want this drink or not? If you don’t, I’ll gladly drink it.” I hesitated without saying, “Yes.” Then, she went to help other customers. I sat there in awe of this MILF in a bind. I felt my pussy getting wet for this hot older woman. She must feel so lost, I thought to myself. I made eye contact with her. She came over right away. I began to speak to her, “I need one more, but was momentarily denied. I’ll save it for after closing, but you need to sit and drink it with me. Deal?” She smiled and nodded.

As the customers dwindled, she kept glancing over with a smile. My anticipation grew. It finally was time to close up. She locked the door and sat next to me. “What made you so generous?“ she asked me. “I think you deserve it. Not because of your great service either.” I said smiling. “But, because you seem to be dealing with a lot right now, and I wanted to maybe help give you a break.” Her face lit up. “Well, you were right.” As she leaned in to kiss me, my blood boiled. It was so hot and real. She offered her hand and said “Come to my office. It’s nothing special, but I do have a special drawer, with some special toys. Wanna play?” I put my hand in hers and nodded, innocently.

Her office was indeed nothing special; a laptop, a desk, and a few chairs. I sat in a chair as she opened her desk drawer and pulled out some handcuffs. She then proceeded to cuff my hands behind me, as I sat there in the chair. “Put your feet up on the desk and spread your legs, “ she demanded. She then undressed me from the waist down and grabbed a whip from the drawer.

“Are you ready for some Lesbian Mom Bondage?” “Yes.” She then asked, “Who’s your master?” “You are” I mumbled. “Say it louder!” She demanded. “You are!” I said confidently. “That’s right. I’m going to make you cum so hard, that every time you cum you’ll think of me. Are you sure you’re ready for Lesbian Mom Bondage” “Yes.”

She sat on the floor between my legs and started to lick the inside of my pussy lips, teasing me. My fetish MILF bartender goes from one side to the other, then repeats the motion. She then slid her fingers in and simultaneously whipped the outside of my thigh with the whip in her other hand. I had never been treated so fucking dirty. She then moved her fingertips into my G-spot and rubbed it vigorously.

Her tongue still working hard teasing me. She then started to suck on my clit with a pulsing effect. This felt like heaven and before I knew it, she was turning me inside out, making me cum so hard. My pussy tightened up, I could feel it clenching to her fingers, wanting more as she pushed me over the edge off into a sea of adrenaline. Once uncuffed, I was ready to return the favor to her MILF pussy. Then suddenly I was awake!

Lesbian Mom Bondage (Live the Dream)

It was so real. The lust, the conversations, the scenario, was all so real. I shouldn’t have denied myself that fourth drink at the bar that night like I did. I should have asked for an extra and saved them for after hours like my dream. My dream should have been a reality. By turning away that last drink, I turned away the temptation of what could have been a true Lesbian Mom Bondage experience. Next time you feel something for someone, go with it. You never know what will happen, but at least you give it a chance to happen. Live the Dream!