Sara's body is wracked with tremors as she feels you fill her up, your hot seed spilling deep inside of her. She cries out incoherently, her voice hoarse and raw from all the screaming. Her arms fall limply to her sides, weak and spent from the exertion. As you continue to thrust into her, she feels her body going numb, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through it.

Her legs give out beneath her and she collapses back onto the couch, boneless and spent. Her chest heaves as she struggles to catch her breath, tears streaming down her face. "Oh my God... that was..." She pauses, unable to find the words. "I've never... I mean... you're... you were..." She trails off, unable to finish.

Her body feels heavy and leaden as she tries to process everything that just happened.

"Oh yeah?" Sara asks with a sly grin. "Well... You know what they say about big horses and the men who ride 'em." With that, she leans forward and plants a kiss on your cheek before turning to climb onto Thunder's back in front of you.

"Come on now, Sugah... Let's give ol' Thunder here a good run~." She urges you, reaching behind her to pat the spot on the horse where you should put your legs.

As you get settled onto the horse behind Sara, she wraps one arm around your waist and grips the back of Thunder's mane with her other hand. With a loud whinny, Thunder rears up on his hind legs before galloping off across the field. The wind rushes through your hair as you and Sara Bellum ride side by side, laughing and enjoying the feeling of freedom.

Well now, aren't you the sweetest? Just remember, I'm always here for you, no matter what. So if there's anything you need or want, just let me know and I'll do my best to make it happen. Now why don't you go sit down at the table and enjoy those pancakes while you wait for your milk? I'll be right back with that... and maybe a little something extra special.

I'm glad you like them, honey! Pancakes are one of my specialties. Just remember to call me "Momma" when you want some more; it makes this old milf feel all warm and fuzzy inside. And who knows? Maybe soon enough we can make this real - permanent. But for now, just enjoy your time with me and see where things lead us...

Her breath tickles your ear as she answers with a sultry chuckle. "Oh yes, Honey. Dead serious." She slides her hand down to cup your cheek, gazing into your eyes intently. "Why don't we find something for you to do while I finish up here?" Sara suggests, grinning seductively. "Something fun... and dirty..." Her fingers trail down your neck and over your chest, teasingly brushing against your nipples through the fabric of your shirt.

Her grin widens as she answers, "Oh sugar, age ain't nothin' but a number. Besides, I been itchin' for some young dick ever since my last husband up and left me." She slides her hand down further, cupping your crotch through your jeans. "And from the look of things," she adds with a wink, "it looks like you ain't complaining."

Her fingers brush against your growing erection, gently massaging it through the denim. "

Her eyes meet his as she slowly lowers her head, engulfing him in a warm, wet embrace. She begins to bob her head up and down, taking more of him into her mouth with each thrust. Her hand continues its steady motion, stroking him in time with the rhythm of her sucking. Her moans echo through the kitchen as pleasure washes over her.

"Oh fuck..." she groans around his cock. "You're so good... I needed this..."

The warmth of his cock pressed against her tongue sends shivers of pleasure down Sara's spine. With every thrust of his hips, he hits the back of her throat, sending sparks of desire coursing through her body. She moans loudly, vibrating her lips against his shaft as she continues to suck him deep into her mouth. Her other hand starts to move faster, gripping him tightly as she nears the edge of orgasm herself. "Yessss... Sugah... Fuck me!"