he husband make out his wife in the kitchen, she is wearing almost nothing and he just can't bar thinking about getting into her pussy !
Lena was stroking his dick. He pressed her to him and kissed her lips passionately. He turned her on her back getting ready to satisfy his lust and … woke up. Yes, it was just a dream… A sweet pleasant dream…
The sun was bright and shining through the windowpane. Anthony could hear some removed noise from outside. He stretched himself. Getting up in the sunup was so difficult… It was so nice and comfortable lying under the warm mantle. But the interrupted ambition still tortured the man - his cock was rock-hard not only in the ambition but in reality too.
He passed his bridge player over the the right way half of the bed trying to observe his wife. He wanted to prepare love with her as soon as possible. But she wasn't there, her place was still warm.
"She must experience got up recently"Anthony thought.
He listened carefully and see the water supply purling and a rhythmical sound of a knife working. She was cooking breakfast for her husband.
Mark Antony stood up reluctantly and without dressing up moved to the kitchen. He didn't spirit frigidness after the warmness of the bed.
-I'm sword lily you've woken up. soundly cockcrow, honey ! - Lena River said slicing a cucumber. - I'm cooking a salad for you. Are you hungry ?
Anthony'thought were far from breakfast. Lena turned back and saw his huge erection. She smiled but said nothing. He came up, embraced her and pressed his hot member to her curtly dressing gown.
-Darling, why don't we fuck for a while ?
His hands were working under the dressing gown already. The two boobs were squeezed tightly by the man's palms and his lips touched Lena's neck opening. He began caressing her, making her feel aroused.
-Stop it, honey… - She objected but didn't resist her married man's caress. - The pastry dough is almost ready. I wan na broil a cerise pie for you. Just a few hour and I'll union you. I'll be soon.
She pushed him away tenderly and removed his hired hand from her titty. Anthony wasn't going to hold back. His cock wanted attention.
He approached to his wife from tail and wrapped his arms around her shank making an effort to slope her to sex one Sir Thomas More prison term. A firmly stopcock set right between her buttocks and pressed to the crotch.
Involuntarily Lena moved a bit backwards and rubbed her privates against the head of the cock. She let out a moan and tried to resist slightly. Mark Antony pressed to her closer and again felt she responded. She liked what was happening and just pretended to be resisting.
One to a greater extent motility and her myopic night-robe went up. Anthony felt his supersensitive cock set against a hot anus. The phallus got even rigid from that. Both Lena and Anthony understood resistance was pointless.
Lena bent forward a bit keeping on slicing veggie for the salad. Marcus Antonius pulled her gown up, wetted the finger with saliva and started fondling his wife's stooge hole. He moved forward and the red head of his cock approached to the vagina threshold. Lena moaned and bent lower trying to squeeze the head to her clit.
Anthony put half of his finger into his wife's vagina and felt how it got stuck inside as the adult female wanted to prevent it in for longer. Lena helped him moving her pelvic girdle up and down and feeling her own excitation grow slowly. The headland was massaging her nub perfectly.
The man was circling the finger slowly feeling her trunk question ; the finger went rich and cryptical inside. Lena was moaning in a constrained voice. She had absolutely forgotten about the salad and gave herself to the enjoyment she experienced.
Finally he took his finger out and the head moist with Lena's succus skid inside easily. The cleaning lady bit her lip to stop the scream coming out of her mouth.
Anthony held his wife's hips strongly and made circular motility entering deeper and deeper with his cock. The panorama of the anus made him very turned on. He even didn't have to move -Lena's vagina was pulsing and bringing him huge sum of pleasure.
The fair sex was moaning thankfully. She squeezed the cock with her hand rightfulness at the base to regulate the distance of it coming inside. Soon it was fully in, all 11 inches…
Anthony embraced his wife. One hired man was fondling her pap while the other was stroking her vulva lips and the nub of the clit. Lena River moved her pelvis slowly towards him and then back. He was on the verge when the timer of the bread shaper signaled the dough was ready.
-Let me go, - Lena River asked. - I need to roll up out the paste.
Anthony released her pulling the cock out reluctantly. Lena got off the phallus and started rolling out the dough. Then she stuck her butt out saying :
-I like anal sex for the sensation of comprehensiveness. One can never feel anything like that while practicing usual sex. Vagina is too panoptic for it…
Anthony didn't have to be asked twice. Relaxed anus admitted the cock easily. More than a half of it entered when the man stopped his poke, being afraid he could offend his wife.
A wave of enjoyment consumed him as Lena River's fundament embraced his phallus. They weren't in a hastiness swaying Forth River and back as Lena was rolling out the dough and impaling on Susan Brownell Anthony's cock. The man squeezed his wife's boobs and both were moaning loudly.
Antonius was close to his climax. He suddenly strained and ejaculated. He kept on moving being on the top of the heaven trying to prolong the sensations. His wife's soundbox held the getting limp dick inside as if striving to milk the net drops of semen out of it. She felt her hubby relaxed.
-Don't strike it out ! Stop for a mo ! - She asked being aware of the fact she might overleap her own orgasm.
Susan Brownell Anthony exploded too early today, she was very close to joy. Just a few More seconds…
She started rubbing her clit. A weak but still rather backbreaking cock was sliding up and down easily in her rear. Lena squeezed her can one-half tightly and strained her legs. A wave of orgasm rose from her feet to the belly and then all over her body : she climaxed. For some time she stood this way trying to recoup her breath, then relaxed.
Antonius looked at her in surprise. If she had asked him to drub her he would have done it with pleasure. She just smiled in response.
When it was all over Lena River had a strong desire to go to bed, kip for some time but she had much to do. Her knees were weak and she sat on the chair. She went on cooking a cherry pie for her husband .