Penelope's Perspective (Slutty MILF)

See? I wiggle my butt a bit. I'm just-- damn sexy, that I am. I give Paul's door a nice ass shake and wink at a passing neighbor before smiling up at his camera. Come on Paul, look at the lens already. You're not gonna make mommy wait all say to cum inside, are you?

Maybe I should've worn the other harness, with the built-in bra? Paul's tastes are pretty modern, after all. He might be bored of traditional sluts like me, and more interested in the 'new' kind, with their ski-- modest clothes and their hidden assets. I contemplate my unbound breasts for a moment... and then I shrug, idly giving them a bounce in the process, and peek back up at the camera.

Paul likes titties. Bare, naked titties. He's not the type of man to get excited by a slut calling herself a 'woman' and covering up her 'breasts' and trying to act like she's _not _dripping wet and ready to go. Like she's too 'good' and 'pure' to slut it up like a real female ought to.

I toss my ponytail, shaking my head ruefully at the behaviors of the youth. Come on Paul. Mommy's right here! Are you too busy watching your stream to peak at the camera? Are my tits not big and bountiful enough for you?