As Susan walked into her favorite bar, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. She loved the way the eyes of the other patrons would follow her curves as she sauntered over to the bar, her hips swaying provocatively. She knew she looked good tonight, her tight dress hugging her body in all the right places.
But Susan wasn't just looking for any old company tonight. No, she had something specific in mind. She scanned the room, her eyes landing on a group of women in the corner. They were older, confident, and radiating sex appeal. Susan knew exactly what they were – a group of milfs, and she was eager to join their ranks.
She sauntered over to them, a playful smile on her face. "Hey there, ladies," she said, her voice low and sultry. "Mind if I join you?"
The women looked her up and down, taking in her voluptuous figure. "We don't see many dicks around here," one of them said, raising an eyebrow.
Susan laughed, her eyes twinkling. "That's because you're not looking hard enough." She winked, reaching down to adjust herself.
The women gasped as they saw the bulge in Susan's pants. "Holy shit," one of them said. "You're a futa?"
Susan nodded, a smug look on her face. "That's right. And I'm looking for some company tonight."
The women exchanged glances, then one of them stood up. "I'm game," she said, a devilish grin on her face.
Susan led the woman to the bathroom, her heart racing with excitement. She locked the door behind them, then turned to the woman. "Take off your pants," Susan said, her voice husky.
The woman obeyed, her eyes locked on Susan's crotch. Susan reached down, pulling out her hard cock. The woman gasped, her eyes wide with desire. "Fuck me," she said, her voice shaking.
Susan stepped closer, pressing her cock against the woman's wet pussy. She thrust forward, the woman moaning with pleasure. Susan grabbed the woman's ass, pulling her closer. She fucked her harder, their bodies slapping together.
The woman cried out, her orgasm ripping through her. Susan groaned, her own orgasm close behind. She pulled out, shooting her load all over the woman's chest. The woman gasped, her eyes filled with lust.
Susan smiled, tucking her cock away. "Thanks for the fun," she said, winking at the woman. "I'll see you around."
As she walked back out into the bar, Susan couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She had claimed her place among the milfs, and she knew they would never forget the night they spent with her. She was in control, and she was direct – just the way she liked it.
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