Divorce wife desperate for comfort leads to passionate rebound sex

Man, so I ended up with this divorce wife from the bar, and honestly, the whole night just clicked. She was raw, you know, craving some comfort, and one thing led to another back at her place. I’m talking her riding me cowgirl, that desperate grind, and Christ, the way her tits bounced while I was gripping her hips. Then I flipped her over, doggystyle, watching that British accent dissolve into pure moans, slapping her ass while I buried myself deep. I swear I came so hard I filled her up with a creampie, feeling her clench, then pulled out and shot the rest across her back. Finished with her sucking me clean, that soft, warm mouth, tasting ourselves—fuck, I’m getting hard again just thinking about that little shudder she let out.