Anne-Lynn was a cougar in every sense of the word. Her soft fur, curvy Greek body, and gorgeous green eyes which nearly made the whole room glow with their stunning beauty. Any man would dream to have her, and to think she's only in her late thirties and still puts girls a decade younger to shame; however she was already snatched up, with a ring and all. 

Her husband Sebastian was a well liked manager, he made good pay, friendly with his co-workers, a wonderful spouse who took her out and tended to her every need. There was but one area he didn't seem to strive and thrive in. When it came to the bedroom Anne was coy and submissive however Sebastian would have issues, maybe while making love he goes soft, or he says he isn't enjoying it. However when Anne tries to have a conversation about it he tells her that everything she does is great. When she asks about his kinks he tells her how he's pretty vanilla, only liking to feel dominant and spank her a little bit which they do.

Anne just accepted it as a loss and does what she can to satisfy Sebastian, but they didn't really do much sexually anymore. So Anne simply had her fingers and trust mechanical friend to help. One otherwise boring mid afternoon, while watching a steamy porno, her nude body soaking up the sunlight from the floor to ceiling bay windows, one hand spreading her needy lips while her other teased and toyed with her "magic wand" sending the usual volts of pleasure through her, however despite her best efforts it just wasn't doing it.

With a sigh and a frown she turned off the tv and set down the vibrator frustrated and annoyed. With dissatisfaction in her loins and on her mind she got herself quickly dressed. " The only way to celebrate my lonely life is with something from the liquor store and something on tv I guess" she thought to herself. After slipping on a cute pair of black leggings and a tank top she looked at herself in the mirror. "Wow I got that cute runner chick thing going, mmm maybe the guy behind the counter might have something to say." She said she giggled, biting her lip. She thought of this cute, young stag, he was a little over six foot tall, not including the antlers, really fit and lean, and so cute. She swore she had caught him leering at her when she'd bend over to get something on a lower shelf and loved the attention. Just the thought of him began to stir ideas in her head.

She walked over to the store, strolling in confidently, winking at the stag, him giving a confident grin. She walks right in front of the register looking at the bottles at the end of an aisle right across from the register. She then bends down, real low, stretching those right leggings and showing off a well defined camel toe. She bit her lip as she felt two strong hands grope her perfect, perky ass. She turns to see him as he gave a firm smack and she let out a little moan and a devilish smile.

He lets go walking to the door, through the slacks he wore a huge thick cock pressed begging to be released, hard as stone and firmly printing on the front of his pants and going down his pant leg. He turned the sign to "closed" and turned himself Back to her. She got up and approached as their lips met, tongues dancing as saliva was swapped. He suddenly lifted her, those strong, meaty thighs of hers wrap around his waist as they kiss. He carried her to a back room, poorly lit as she was set on a crate of cans, as he pushes himself away for just a moment, grabbing the fabric of her leggings and roughly tearing it, exposing this hungry pussy's pussy for him to gaze, as it glistened with juices. His muzzle dug into her folds; she coo'd as his rough, long tongue began an assault upon her needy sex which caused her to moan and scream passionately. After a few minutes she was getting close when he pulled away. His huge cock was then freed from his pants as he began to align it. With one hard slam she shivered and screamed out as everything tensed with orgasmic bliss.

She opened her eyes, panting as she looked around the room, removing her hand from her pants and wiping it clean with a dirty shirt in her hamper. "God that was hot" she thought to herself, blushing slightly as she got on a pair of cute running shoes, a light hoodie and some leggings as she was out the door.