The MILF with the Carriage

You take a good luck at the MILF pushing her baby about the park. She’s about 5’5” with short light-brown hair and light blue eyes wearing a pale yellow sundress with a red and violet floral pattern. With a grin, you walk up to the mother, noticing through the thin material that she is not wearing a bra and that the slightly chill spring breeze is perking up her large thick nipples. For recently having a baby, the woman doesn’t have a large chest, but her breasts seem to be as large as apples.

You stop in front of her and watch her facial expression twist from shock to delight as she mind alters to your commands.

“Cute kid,” you say, with a quick glance at the child. “She’s got your eyes.”

“Thanks,” the mother responded with a smile. “My husband and I tried the longest time for a baby and were afraid we couldn’t have one, but we were ecstatic when I conceived Emily. Richard really wanted a boy, but we don’t love our daughter any less for it.”

“Are you two trying again for a brother for little Emily?” you ask, watching the child’s mother begin to slip the buttons of her dress open.

“Oh, yes,” she breathed, spreading the cotton material and exposing her warm cleavage.

“Mind if I help?” you smirk.

“Would you?” the mother said huskily, shrugging her dainty shoulders and allowing the straps to fall away, carrying the sundress to the ground.

“No panties?” you arch an eyebrow.

“The better to fuck with my dear,” she laughed huskily. “Now how do you want me? I’m quite open to anything you have in mind.”