Time had only intensified her cravings, my ex-MILF now a raging inferno of lust. "You're all I've thought about," she admitted, clawing at my chest, "I need you inside me, filling me up." She pushed me onto the bed, straddling me, her drenched panties rubbing against my hardness. I growled, flipping her over, tearing off her clothes. Her body was a feast, her tits ample, her pussy glistening. I feasted, licking, sucking, driving her wild. She screamed my name, begging for release, but I wasn't done yet. I plunged into her, fucking her hard, just the way she liked it, until we were both drenched in sweat and spent.