Gardening MILF
You find her in the backyard, tending to her garden like the perfect, dutiful wife. But the way she smiles at you isn't for her husband. She kneels, showing you a new sapling, but her shorts are soon gone, revealing thick, motherly thighs. The t-shirt follows, and as the sun catches her skin, you realize her flowers aren't the only thing in this garden that is blooming just for you. She squats low, open and waiting. She has cultivated this private moment, ripe and ready. How will you handle her?
