Mama Mare [MILF, horsecock, excessive cum, f/m, size]

It all started on a Friday. I took classes at the local college and found Gina online responding to my ad for a roommate to help with rent. She was divorced a year ago but for the life of me I couldn't figure out why. She was a gorgeous woman that stood about 6 inches taller than I. Rockin hips and bountiful DD-sized breasts draped in a honey colored tanned skin. Her brunette locks were always dangling in her face hiding her deeper brown eyes and puffy lips. And what a cook. I think it was some of the best meals I ever ate after leaving home. With the exception of some minor eccentricities, I felt like the luckiest guy on earth to have this angelic specimen, almost 8 or 9 years my senior, living with me.

I think looking back she wanted a comforting presence and the thought of her being alone really terrified her. She wasn't a social butterfly like most attractive adults. For the most part her idea for a fun evening was to watch some movies curled under a blanket with some wine. Many times I would sit with her to keep her company and this particular evening was no different. I had come home from the gym and started to open up some homework I was assigned earlier in the day. With books and papers on the coffee table, Gina looked over from the couch, blanket sprawled over her lower half.

"Homework already? It's Friday honey."

I looked over at Gina with a smirk. "I know, just want to get a jump on it. I hate leaving it to the last second."

She nodded and sighed. "Well I made dinner if... if you want some. I-I have been trying a new recipe today while you were at class."

I noticed how her demeanor changed quickly, almost as if she was nervous. Perhaps she was worried I wouldn't like it. "Oh? Yeah I'd love some."

Beaming she stood up, wrapped and tied the blanket around her waist while she meandered into the kitchen. I craned my head over my shoulder to see Gina dishing out what looked like a big pot of soup. Not my favorite to be honest but I was a polite person. Gina returned with a steaming bowl of what looked like a cream based substance. Chowder maybe? She sat back down and watched with anticipation as I dipped my spoon in and slurped the thick soup past my lips. She bore the strangest expression on her face, slightly biting her lips while her eyes drooped half-lidded.

"It's... it's good." I lied. It had a gamey taste like fresh goat milk and then shocked me with a sweet finish. For sure there was some spice to help perk it up, but honestly it was edible. Not her best culinary creation though. But I wasn't about to hit her with my criticism after she worked hard on it.

"Oh I'm so happy. Y-you can have more. I made a lot for you. I can make this for you everyday even." Gina's excitement was peculiar but I paid no mind to it.

"No no, it's fine. I wouldn't trouble you. I can cook for myself. But thank you for the soup."

Gina's smile crescendo'd and she pressed play to resume her movie. Her hands slid into her lap under the blanket as she sprawled out. I myself finished the soup, slurp after slurp till it was all gone. As the movie played for Gina, I buckled down to get my assignments done. Every so often I would catch her looking at me. Sometimes she would smile. Other times she would dart her eyes quickly back at the TV. Either way I still paid no mind to her. God how dense I was.

Afterwards Gina yawned and slowly stood up. "I'm going to head to bed, I need to rest for that thing I gotta get done tomorrow. Good night." As she passed me she squeezed my shoulder and headed towards the back of the apartment. I continued to work for another few hours or so while the night grew darker, and I think it was about 11pm when I heard the first thump coming from the other side of the apartment. Now, being in a complex you are used to the occasional late night bump from other tenants, but this actually sounded a lot closer. I got up to investigate.

When I got to my room I had seen that my gym bag had been opened. Not only that but some of the sweaty clothes I had changed out of were missing as well. Then another thump, only this time I could pinpoint the source of it coming from Gina's room. As I peered out into the hallway I had noticed that her door was slightly cracked open. Even in the dark

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