It was one of those Monday holidays that 's not really a holiday, but sometimes you still get the day off from workplace. My mother was planning to go out for the day and do some shopping. I was supposed to go, but then we needed to get the furnace cleaned. I told her that I would stick around the house and wait for the maintenance man. I was 29 days old and I had a wonderful career, but not much of a have a go at it life. I had my share of hot guys and mostly one-night rack, but that 's about it. I was n't really complaining too very much though. The finish time I had sex was with this hot 21-year-old bringing guy that came to our office to pitch some desks. All it took was a trivial flirting and during my lunch severance we were in the privy stall with his pants around his ankles and his immense cock buried inside of me. It was hot, I 'll admit. I snapped back to reality when I realized that the guy coming over the uninfected the furnace would be Mr. Martelli. He was a prissy old man that I had known pretty much all of my life story. Definitely no architectural plan to have my way with him.

It was around one in the afternoon and my mom was out shopping with her girlfriends. She called about ten mo ago to see if Mr. Martelli had arrived. `` Not yet, '' I said while making some pocket-size talk and trying not to cerebrate how I was wasting a perfectly skillful day off. Just then there was a knock on the back entrance. I opened it and was surprised to see a rather attractive Lester Willis Young man standing there in wild blue yonder work pants and a matching light blue work shirt. `` I 'm here for the furnace, '' the young man said. `` Oh, hail in, '' I said as I got over my initial surprise that it was n't the old man I was expecting. `` I was expecting Mr. Martelli, '' I said as I led the vernal man carrying the portable vacuum to the basement. `` My grandfather is busy on another job so he sent me, '' the young man said. `` Great, as long as you can get the job done, '' I said in an attack to be firm. After all, I was a woman home alone with a repairman - granted, he was a cute repairman though.

'' Believe me, I know how to get the job done, '' the young man replied in what appeared to be a hook. `` Why do n't you get your equipment out and get to lick then, '' I said while heading back upstairs to the kitchen. I could n't help but observe his house, round ass as he bent down to plug away in his portable vacuum political machine to jump cleaning the furnace. I was upstairs sipping some coffee when he came up the stairs and said `` All done. '' `` Great, here 's your money, '' I said while going to the board and getting the gasbag my mom had left. He was kinda dirty from cleaning out the furnace, so I slipped the money in his shirt pocket. I could n't help but notice his house pectoral as I slipped the envelope inside and buttoned his shirt pocket.

'' A petty young to be a full fledged service man, '' I said trying to make minor talk as the young man got pulled out his cellphone to call his gramps. `` Yeah, I 'm just about done here, '' he said before he hung up. `` Just about done, '' I asked. `` Is there something else you have to do. '' `` Maybe, '' the Lester Willis Young man said with a smile. `` I think you serious leave. I do n't even know your name, '' I half-protested not wanting to admit that I found him incredibly hot and was n't totally against the idea of some other good afternoon sex. `` I go to college and I help my grandpa out on the side. And my name 's Kyle, '' he said. `` Nice to converge you, I 'm Amanda, '' I said as Kyle put his tool chest down on the mesa. `` Do you mind, it gets kinda heavy, '' he said with a smile. `` You might as well put the vacuum thing down to, '' I said while returning the smile. `` I see it 's got a big hosiery, '' I added. I could n't believe how I resorted to being this cheesy with my return come-on.

'' You like big hoses, '' Kyle said with a smile as he put the portable vacuum cleaner down on the level and stepped closer to me. I rested my hands on his thorax through his shirt. `` feel like you workout, '' I said. `` Yeah, almost everyday, '' Kyle responded. He told me he was on the college rassling and racetrack squad. My minded drifted to what he would seem like in one of those undershirt that leave minuscule the imaginativeness. `` So, you said you were home alone, '' Kyle said with a sexy grin. `` Yeah, my mom is out shopping, but she might be back real soon though, so maybe we should n't ...., '' I said as Kyle started unbuttoning his blue work shirt. `` What are you doing, '' I semi-protested. `` Letting you check out the equipment, '' Kyle said while undoing the last release as his shirt drifted open to divulge a muscular thorax and six-pack abs.

'' We should n't ... '' was all I managed to say before I reached for the bang buckle on Kyle 's work pant. `` What are you doing, '' he mocked as he grabbed my hand. `` Just checking out the equipment, '' I said with a smile as I undid his knock buckle. My hired hand brushed across the swollen head of what appeared to be a decorous sized tool hidden under his zip. `` Looks like you got some nice equipment here, '' I said will starting to slide down his slide fastener as my hand pressed against the rapidly growing shaft of his prick. : '' You have no fuckin idea, '' Kyle said while dropping any attempt to be pernicious. His bloomers dropped around his ankle joint as he stood there in Andrew Dickson White boxer brief that did little to cover his Brobdingnagian erection. He kicked off his pants out of the way and said `` So, where you wan na do this '' as he pulled my sloshed white top over my brain and started unhooking my bra.

'' Living room '' was all I could do to say as Kyle picked me up and carried me to the couch. He pulled down my trouser and panties and lowered me to the couch. He slipped his boxer Jockey shorts off and out sprang what appeared to be a 9-10 inch cock with a vast mushroom head teacher and equally plummet balls. `` Is it true what they say about Italians, '' I playfully asked while grabbing onto Kyle 's hefty back. `` You 're about to fuckin find out, '' Kyle said as he eased his huge cock inside of me. I could n't believe how big and thick he was. It was about as thick as a can of Coke - literally. I could n't aid but start screaming and moaning as Kyle eased that Italian monster inside of me. He showed no clemency, clearly understanding that this was meant to be a hot fuck with no strings attached.

Kyle worked himself up to a delirious rate as the lounge strained from his exertion. `` You want my fuckin jizz inside of you baby, '' Kyle asked as he got ready to screw up. `` ass yeah, '' was all I could say as he Kyle buried his peter cryptic inside of my drench pussycat a few Thomas More times before finally unloading a forceful blast of cum inside of me. I was amazed at how he kept shooting like a blast hose out of mastery. After a few bit of almost non-stop cumming, Kyle eased his Italian freak out of me. As he sat future to me on the couch with leg spread, I put my hands on his muscular thighs and looked at his now-soft cock. `` You like my equipment, '' Kyle said with a smiling. `` impressive, '' I said as I reached between his stage and cupped his monolithic balls. Even soft, Kyle 's dick was amazingly duncish. It was n't long before Kyle started to rise to the occasion again.

'' Want some more, '' he said. `` I ca n't, my mother should be back from her day of shopping soon, '' I said as Kyle got a gleam in his eye and stood up and reached to pick me up. `` What are you doing. '' I said. `` Let 's try it in a bed, '' Kyle said with a gruff growl in his phonation. By the time we got upstairs, Kyle was sporting a vast erection again. `` Which one, '' Kyle asked while carrying me in his unassailable arms. `` On the leftfield, '' I said as Kyle rushed into the sleeping accommodation and dropped me on the bed. `` On your men and knees, '' Kyle ordered as he got behind me and shoved his Brobdingnagian Italian prick interior of me again. My tits were bouncing as Kyle worked himself up to a frantic stride.

Kyle let out some aphrodisiac masculine moan as he rammed his big, thick stopcock in and out of me at a calm pace. I still could n't grasp how thick this stud was. It was like being impaled. I felt every single inch of his huge cock as it slammed in and out of my dripping wet kitty-cat. Kyle pulled out just as he was gear up to blow and got on top of me and shoved his rod back in and went to Ithiel Town. After a few more moment of clayey duty pumping, Kyle pulled out again and grabbed his hammer to hold it steady as he spewed cum all over my abdomen and tits. Even he had a backbreaking time trying to take for onto his massively chummy lusus naturae as it shot like a ardor hose.

As Kyle 's erection started to settle, I pushed him down on the bed and started licking his breast and stomach. I playfully moved to his powerful second joint, which were like tree trunks. Then I looked up into his eyes and stuck out my tongue and licked his piss prick. I tasted a few drop-off of cum left over from his in conclusion eruption. I started to slip his still semi-hard Italian sausage balloon into my rima oris as Kyle let out a gentle groan. It took a few second of heavy responsibility sucking, but it was n't long before Kyle was back in business, so to address. I eased my mouth down as much of his behemoth as I could take. I have actually sucked guy cable with as much length as Kyle before, just not with this astonishing girth. I got about halfway down before I felt a twitching in Kyle 's dick. After a few Sir Thomas More instant of caressing his sausage, Kyle blew in my lip. Cum was oozing out of my mouth as I kept up my steady sucking pace until Kyle finally deflating again. Even soft, Kyle was an telling deal to behold.

Just then, I heard a car threshold slam outside. I figured it was my mother. Even though I 'm a adult char, I still was n't ready to explain why I was naked with the repairman 's grandson. We rushed downstairs and Kyle hurried to get back into his work clothes. `` Your boxer Jockey shorts, '' I said while quickly stuffing his underwear under the couch shock absorber as my female parent came in from the kitchen. `` This is Mr. Martellis'grandson, '' I said as Kyle made his way to the front threshold. `` Nice to meet you, '' he said with a grinning that was clearly directed at me. I caught a quick glimpse of the outline of Kyle 's peter in his piece of work pants as he left. `` How was your good afternoon beloved, '' my mother asked as I helped her with her packages. `` Just mulct. Kyle got the job done, '' I said while fighting back a snigger .