She shakes it ALL

The frat boys nod as Michelle limbers up, wiggling her arms and legs as she takes in a deep breath.

Her face is on fire and she can't help but sheepishly grin. No one besides her husband has ever seen her do something like this...

"You can do this..." she tells herself as she starts.

Michelle puts her hands on her head, completely exposing her bare body to the world. She takes up a wide stance, her gray mass of a bush serving to further draw eyes to her private place.

The normally modest milf starts to gyrate to a beat only she can hear, rhythmically shaking and thrusting her pelvis, presenting herself like a savage cave girl trying to attract a mate.

Every so often she squats down, her hands wandering over her soft form to caress herself or even *gulp* spread herself wide.

She bites her lip and maintains eye contact with the guys, watching their reactions as their mocking demeaner is stripped away just like her clothes were.

Their joking and sarcastic barbs go silent as each of them in turn stops talking and starts focusing entirely on the naked, writhing woman in front of them.

"Yeah..." one says, grunting in approval.

"Like that," another growls.

Michelle spins around, shaking her ass and giving it an occasional playful slap as she looks over her shoulder at the men.

"DAYAM!" Says a third one as the milfy mom starts to feel a sense of crude, base pride in herself and her body.

Michelle, the spoiled, controlling, formerly-rich bitch is starting to lose control. Her icy veneer cracks and melts away, boosting her confidence and freeing her of her prudish inhibitions.

"You like?" She says in a slutty, pouty voice she used to use to wrap men around her little finger. A finger, incidentally, that she is now sucking on suggestively.

"YEAH!" The men shout in unison.

"Then you'll love this!" She sultrily says as she grabs her ass cheeks and spreads them wide, exposing her asshole and pussy to the guys.

They hoot and holler, making Michelle smile (her first genuine one in ages).

She bends over, looking at them from between her legs before standing back up, whipping her hair about, and turning back around to let them see her front again.

Michelle feels her love juices start to dribble down her thighs as her nipples stand out, aching to be kissed and licked and pinched.

I haven't felt this good in years! She thinks to herself, as her savage sluttery continues.

Michelle has lost herself to the moment, the roar of crowd, the thrill of being wanted, knowing she alone is responsible for all of this...

She squats down, one hand mauling her breasts while the other sensually slides across her belly, down towards her throbbing clit.