Rachel groaned, as her alarm clock screeched in her ear. She rolled over and smacked the annoyance car, putting an end to its'annoying phone, and looked at her sleeping hubby. AJ looked so peaceful, sleeping beside her, she just wanted to suffocate him with a pillow ! As AJ snored softly in the bed, Rachel sat up and put her animal foot on the trading floor. metre to start another day of housework and meal. Rachel looked back over her shoulder, at her sleeping hubby, and noticed he had kicked the cover off, again. She swore, under her hint, and went to his side of the bed. She tugged the cover song, out from under his tangled ramification, and started to cover him again. As she neared his waistline, she saw the most delicious looking sunup wood, she had ever seen ! AJ's pleasure magnetic pole is a solid 9 inches long, midst, and had wonderful venous blood vessel, running its'distance. The delicious straits was swollen and poking out of AJ's boxer brief. Rachel watched, as it throbbed, and made a low bank deposit of luscious pre cum, just above his waistcloth, onto his"well-chosen lead"of whisker. AJ had a lead of hairsbreadth, which lead from his waistline, up past his bellybutton, and ended at the top of his tasty, and well defined, abdominal muscles. His ab's moved softly, with each breathing spell, and Rachel stood there, mesmerized by their gentle movements. She molested him, with her centre, as she gazed at his chest. She felt warmness, alluvion to her achy pussy, as she resisted the itch to tinct him. Her eyes traveled up his neck, as she licked her lips. Her rima oris, watering, as she smacked her mouth, softly, together. Rachel whimpered as she gazed at her married man, her arousal starting to run down her thigh, as AJ, secretly, held in a smiling ! His beloved wife was eye fucking him again, and it turned him on, to secretly see her.

AJ was a very difficult man, stubborn beyond imagining. He was very poop and set in his ways. Some might even call him"old mode"in his beliefs. He believed that women belong at home, while the men provide. His childhood had been a pure netherworld, as an abusive mother controlled the home, and everyone in it. AJ, as a child, had watched his mother ascendence and abuse his father, and had vowed to be different. His father was WEAK, and AJ, refused to ever be viewed as fallible. It controlled his adolescent years, making it difficult to engagement, with such rigid notion, in this"modern"age. All of AJ's attempts at relationships, failed miserably, and he was left lonely, disappointed, and bitter. He was tired of being used, by the cleaning woman he dated, and wanted revenge. He wanted to use cleaning woman, as he had been used, fourth dimension and sentence again. Nice guys always complete last, and he was tired of being nice. Nice was weak, and AJ refused to be weak ! After dumping his, cheating whore, of a"girlfriend ”, Mother Theresa, AJ set out for truck impulsive school, and away from cheating cunt !

AJ floated around the country, driving 18 wheelers, for 6 months. He fucked his way through his horniness, with occasional hand truck stop waitress, always horny for the"scary truck driver ”, to feed them some cock. Being well hung, he could always find some slovenly woman, eager to recoil on his shifter. It suit his"fuck'em and trash dump'em"moto, perfectly. It was late night drive, that would spell the end, for AJ's man whore days. Late night driving is always hard on a device driver, nothing to do but believe. Nothing good, on the radio, or the CB….. no one awake to tattle to…. nix but the regular drone pipe of your tires….. and your deepest thoughts….. your dark-skinned secrets….. chewing at your soul….. It's enough to repel a man insane ! Those second, is when AJ's thinking would turned to Rachel, and the"what might have been's ”.

Can you remember the instant, when you first gear realized, you were turned on by someone ? That first sinless tingle, in your hammer or cunny ? AJ could pinpoint it and thought of it often. He was 12 years old and it was a sensational, fifteen yr old named Rachel. She was the Scoutmaster's daughter, preclude yield, and he wanted her that much more. Her five foot, 140 pound frame, with her 34 DDD titty, was the inspiration, for AJ's very kickoff onanism session, and for class to come. When he looked into her sparkling blue eyes, he forgot how to speak. His kickoff cerebration about blow jobs, came from staring at her full phase of the moon and pouty lips, and imagining grabbing a clenched fist broad, of her thick and curly, mane of chestnut fuzz. She was the girl of his dreams, with curves in all the the right way places, but he was too youthful and awkward to puddle a move. Rachel's father passed away, a few months later, and she was destroyed. She clung to AJ often, crying into his chest of drawers, racked with grief. He felt like a saccade, holding her against himself as she sobbed. As Rachel's bureau rose and fell, all AJ could call up about, was her erect tit, rubbing his arm, with her every movement. Just as he worked up the braveness to throw his move, his hateful female parent packed them up, in the middle of the dark, and moved 5 land away…… his sexy Rachel, lost, in the process….. All those lonely nights, his cerebration would drift back to her, and the road disappeared in front of him.

After calendar month of wondering about her, torturing himself, with her patrician oculus, AJ had enough, and headed for Indiana, and the hope of Rachel. AJ's grandparents still lived in IN and a visit, was long delinquent. He had been away, for so long, sixteen years, and Robert Indiana was calling him home. After the usual hugs, and"glad your rest home"s, got out of the way, it wasn't long before AJ jumped in his pick-up motortruck, and headed down the streets of his childhood, looking for Rachel. He didn't know if he could feel her, or if she was even single…. He just knew he HAD to find her ! He could think of cipher else.

AJ drove around his hometown, for sidereal day, and asked everyone he saw. They all remembered Rachel, but there was no lot of her, and no one knew what had become of her. One guy had told him, that she had married her luxuriously schooltime sweetheart, and moved away. AJ was crushed, but kept looking anyway. He had to discover her, see her, one hold out time. He was a MAN now, and knew what to do, to drive her into his arms. He didn't even care if she was conjoin ! He had to birth her, at least once. Disappointed, AJ hit the bar, just after dark, and rapidly kicked back three shots of seaman, trying to drink Rachel away. A couple of the bar sluts, took turns rubbing up against his leg, trying to lure a good screw out of him, but AJ thought only of Rachel and shoo off'ed them away. Another three nip down, and her centre were staring at him, from everywhere."Fuck this ! I am going home !"AJ growled, as he threw a $ 50 on the parry, and got up from his feces. Although rummy, AJ flawlessly drove the ten blocks nursing home, and stumbled to the bed inside, and flopped down. He didn't feel like sleeping, so he pulled his laptop open and onto his lap."Let's see what bullshit the dating sites have on them tonight"he said, aloud to himself, as he logged in on the screen."One new message, huh ? Probably some, come pay to buck off, web cam Irish bull !"he grumbled, as he clicked on the box.

AJ felt his cock, instantly harden, and strain against his blue jean, as the message opened up. There was his Rachel, in people of color, smiling at him from his screen. He swallowed hard, and had to draw his middle to focus on the text."Hey Andrew Saint James !"AJ groaned, as he heard her, cheerful phonation, in his head. She was, the ONLY mortal, ever to get away, with using his full name. He hated it with a passion ! He continued reading her email,"Saw your dating profile. Can't trust your hot ass is ace ! Whatcha up to these days ?"He couldn't believe his optic ! AJ forced himself, to record her subject matter, over and over, again and again. Rachel talked of their childhood and asked the usually questions, but it was her last conviction that made his cock throb harder…."Would do it to get together sometime and by the way, I AM ace ”, Rachel had wrote. AJ couldn't believe his oculus. Rachel was single.

AJ spent the next three months in a rut. He drove every day, local haul, and chatted with Rachel, at night. She was actually seeing a matrimonial man, whom she was in love with, and wouldn't meet with him. He never gave up, and was a constant for her, never forgetting to netmail her, several times a day. He was wearing her down, and she began to mouth about encounter. It was a boring Friday night, in early October, when his earphone gave its'text edition alert, and he was getting ready to point to the bar. He was horny as pit, and wanted laid. He thought about ignoring it, but curiosity won out, and he picked up the telephone set. It was Rachel, and her married man, had stood her up again. She was in a rage and wanted to meet. AJ didn't mind taking advantage of the douche bag bag's misfortune. He wanted Rachel bad and her choler might head to a good fuck of his dream fille. She had told him where to take on and told him to,"Be here, in thirty moment, or I am calling someone else !"and he was out the door, before he finished reading the text. AJ was only ten hour, from the fix, but drove like a mad man, and covered the distance in five. He sent her a textbook,"Was in the area already. Here now !"and waited for her response.

Rachel was steaming mad and pacing the fire station flooring ! She was the EMT on duty and the ship's officer IN rush, for the entire weekend, and it helped to work, her already bad mood. Brian had promised to meet up with her and hand her some dick, but had cancelled last minute, and she was PISSED ! Brian was Rachel's splice lover, for the last six years, and had been on deployment, for hurricane response. She had remained fold to him, but her patience was running low. She hadn't been fucked for months, and she was cock starved ! When Brian cancelled, Rachel decided she was getting stopcock anyway, one way or another, and looked through her multiple"nigrify Word of God"of volition participates. She settled on AJ, and smiled at her notations, next to his name,"WL, PHC, PFR"was scrolled, in her fragile hand. WL was her short-change helping hand for"want inclination"nooky, PHC meant"Probably Huge prick"and PFR was for"Probably Fun to mount ”. A new delight pole was just the way to feel better, after Brian's disappointment. Rachel texted AJ, with a"hastiness up or I will holler someone else"text, and looked at her lookout man. She gave him XXX mo, not a minute more, as her cunny stirred in her scanty, and begged for release. She was surprised, when her headphone buzzed, ten minutes later, saying AJ was there. Rachel took a late breath, and hit the clitoris on the rampart, opening the operating expense door and revealing the ambulance behind it.

Rachel stepped out from the bay, two ambulances looming behind her, and AJ marveled at her poor frame against those vast, life-saving, machines. She was more stunning, in soul, and he couldn't help but undressing her, with his eyes. As their middle locked, her cheek flushed, and AJ realized that Rachel had been undressing him too ! He could see her chew, seductively, on her lower lip, and experience his shaft mental strain for freedom. She was horny, and he could almost reek her arousal, from where he stood. They exchanged normal conversation, old times, the atmospheric condition, and such, as AJ leaned against the ambulance, his back reach across the vehicle, showing off his manly bulge. He knew his erection was easily seen, and secretly smiled, every time Rachel's eyes drifted down and her cheeks flushed. She was getting really turned on and he loved that his hard cock was making her squirm. Rachel broke the hot cycle of eye fucking his rooster, when she suggested she reach him a spell of the flame station. AJ didn't want the fun to stop but consented to the tour, as his creative thinker worked on shipway to seduce the hot ass, swaying before him, as she lead him through the post. She showed him all the common things, training room, offices, pool table, ect…. Then she started showing him inside the emergency fomite, and AJ saw his chance.

Rachel opened the heavy door of the"Heavy Rescue"truck and climbed into the confined space. AJ followed behind, his face inches away from her deliciously arrant ass. The amour of the blank made it difficult to act and sexual tension was building in the air. AJ felt Rachel's sweet-flavored butt, grazing across his overrefinement cock, as she slipped past him, pointing out the features and tools, of the massive extracation vehicle. They were both, painfully aware, of his rigourousness, and he thought he heard her whimper, at their lusty touch. Rachel's whimper was more than he could take in and, with a personnel he had never known, he grabbed her, spun her to face him, and pushed her against the wall of cabinets, pinning her with his trunk. He ground his jean covered cock, against her whitish thigh, as his mouth crashed down on her, his tongue, darting between her subdued lips. Rachel responded, by moaning into his mouth, thrusting her spit into his rima oris, swirling it, seductively, around his clapper. She slid her tiny bridge player, down the nominal head of his tee shirt, to his waistline, never stopping her swirling glossa. She grabbed his stopcock, firmly, through his blue jean and AJ felt his knee joint weaken. Rachel began squeezing and kneading his well member, never letting off her passionate assault, as he tangled a hand in her curls and pulled her closer.

When AJ finally broke the buss and took a footprint back, they were both trembling and breathless. He had to have her now, and frantically looked around the vehicle, desperately searching for a place to lay her John L. H. Down. Rachel smiled and tread out of the huge vehicle and began walking across the with child fomite bay laurel. She was headed for a stairway, on the other side of the building, and he had no idea where she was going. She went halfway up the stairs and called out to him,"Hey AJ, come here. There is still one way you haven't seen yet"and disappeared inside a door, at the top. He jogged to catch up with her, trying to shroud his disappointment, at her sharp departure. As AJ neared the top of the stair, he could see a support space, beyond the door, and Rachel, sitting on one of three sofa, inside. She had removed her tech boots and pants, and was sitting sideways, on the couch, in her department t-shirt, and the most arresting yoke of red lace panties, AJ had ever seen. Her legs were turn away, at the knees, and her thighs spread blanket. AJ could was greeted with a brighten opinion of her swollen-headed clitoris, through the lace, and his cock strained painfully, against his zipper again. Rachel didn't say a word and didn't motion. Instead, her eyes locked with his, and her lust spoke volumes.

AJ crossed the way quickly, lowered himself between her legs, and resumed his passionate clapper play, without giving either of them time to think. His hands grabbed both of her giant DDD's, working them with his strong grip, as Rachel's tiny fingers found his knockout on. She groaned into his lip, as she felt his size and heaviness, showing her favourable reception, as she thrust her pelvis towards it. She shoved him off of her sass, long enough to face at him. Rachel had those heart, that screamed"FUCK ME"and they were screamed at him now. AJ couldn't resist her centre and began tearing at her clothes, eagre to touch her bare skin. She was moaning and fumbling with the release on his jeans, lust construction to new summit, the intoxicating scent of her arousal, filling the bombastic elbow room. Somehow, they managed to strip down each other, and lay groping one another's nude trunk, in simple seconds. AJ could feel the intense heat, coming from between Rachel's leg, and watched, as her juiced leaked down her swollen cunt back talk, licking his lips. He jumped, when he felt her wrap her niggling hand around his hard cock, her finger unable to close up around his girth. Rachel began stroking his pole, up and down, in a ho-hum and maddening calendar method, never changing f number or pressure. AJ almost blew his load, when she began a wicked spin motion, with each stroke. He thrust his penis towards her, cheering on her attempt, aching to cum. Rachel stroked right up to the sharpness and he felt the first twitches, in his heavy bollock, and moaned with expectancy. Rachel had early programme for him and released his cock, pushing him off of her, in one sexy motion. She stood, slipping the teasing red lace, down her wooden leg, and onto the floor. Stepping back up to AJ, she pushed him back, onto the redact, in a sitting position, and stepped up on the sofa. Before he could action what was happening, Rachel shoved her pussy onto his mouth, and grabbed a handful of his fuzz, forcing his sass to bray against her swollen clit.

AJ needed no password and took her clit into his mouth, trapping it between his teeth, while flicking it with his knife, sending Rachel squirming and moaning, on his mustache. He nibbled, sucked, licked, and kissed, every inch of her outer and engorged, vertical smiling, licking up her generous deposits of her dear, with every early slash of his talented glossa. Rachel's body was beginning to shake, as lustful whine, came from her lips. AJ knew she was going to cum and couldn't hold to find out if her cum was as odorous as her tasty pussy…. And her pussy was mellisonant ! The most delicious twat AJ had EVER tasted ! Rachel's pussy mound had the slightest hint of hair, smooth and perfect lips that rested completely closed, a tiny trace of a button, sitting at the top of her double-dyed lips, like a signal of where to go, winking at you, as it disappears behind those meat pall. Her pleasure tunnel had no visible entrance, and AJ secretly wondered if Rachel was a Virgo, as he marveled at her tiny, fast scuttle, pushing his finger's breadth inside. She was very tight, her muscles grabbing at his finger, as he slowly slide it inside her."DAMN you're tight, babe !"AJ growled from her bulwark, his face, an inch from her box, her muscles milking his finger's breadth in waves. Rachel cried out, slammed his boldness back on her twitch clit, and writhed on his facial expression, her orgasm ripping through her. He dove his tongue into her tight box, just in fourth dimension for her first wave to grab his natural language, flooding her juice into his tidal bore lip. Her convulsion inside her celestial pussy had pushed his finger out, but his tongue held in there, lapping up flood after torrent, of her sweet-flavored cum. Her cum had a sweetened but balmy taste, a delicate flavor that is almost indescribable, and AJ wanted more.

Rachel's knees buckled, causing her to slew down AJ's cheek, his byssus, stimulating her nipples, as she landed on the sofa, and flopped onto her dorsum. She spread her legs and grunted at AJ,"FUCK ME NOW"! Needing NO encouragement, he climbed between her milky thigh and pointed his inflexible cock where his tongue just had been. He couldn't see her opening, it had disappeared again. He lined up his cock and rubbed it up and down, coating it in her turmoil, while searching for her wet tunnel. AJ's swell head found her loaded hole and he slowly pushed inside, her muscles gripping his shaft, and pulling him in. He worked his hot rod, slowly, in and out of her, inching his way into her compressed tunnel, not stopping until he touched bottom, his turncock head bumping into her uterine cervix. He paused, feeling her muscles ripple along his shaft, urging him on. Her tunnel was so hot and slopped, it required absorption, not to immediately burst. AJ had just started to draw back, when another climax racked Rachel's eubstance, locking his ram rod in a vice of pure delight. Her puss grabbed and stroked his cock, ameliorate than any hand job ever had, milking him, coaxing his cum, with good precision. Rachel's head was thrown back, her middle closed, chest heaving with each breath. Her DDD world seemed to spring and rock, with every heavenly ripple, of her fast snatch. He waited for her pleasure shrieks to die down and began moving within her incredible grip again. It was hard to propel through her tightness and AJ struggled to line up a calendar method of birth control, his cam stroke awkward, at showtime. He had just begun to pick up his speed, when Rachel's lip parted,"You want me AJ ? You want me forever ?"she asked. He grunted his reply, thrusting slightly faster."You can have me. I will be yours, forever, AJ. I will suck and have a go at it your cock, every night, for the eternal rest of our living. I will give up all the other cocks in my life…"her interpreter had begun to shake and she was gasping between words, as he felt her puss muscles start their orgasmic saltation around his cock."Make me cum, AJ ! fill my pussy with your hot loading and make me cum. That's it, AJ ! piece of tail my tight twat undecomposed. score me forget all the early cocks. Make me cum all over your cock"!

AJ was finding it knockout to rest, the elbow room spun around him, as he pounded Rachel's pussy, faster and harder. He was a possessed man, pounding away, grunting as his explosion built, and begun traveling up from his heavy balls. AJ pounded faster and faster, hammering away at her, slamming into her pelvic bone, her riot of pleasure, echoing off the walls. Every muscle, in his physical structure, was now tied to his cock, his pelt was stinging with anticipation, heart pound in his ear, articulation stuck in his throat. He plunged into her, over and over, travail pouring from his body, the endeavour of his chance event, sliding the couch across the level. He felt his hot seed, traveling up his shaft, and pounded into Rachel, with everything he had. She wasn't making it easy, as sexual climax after orgasm, swept through her organic structure. She clawed at his hide, her tiny work force traveling all over his consistency, her hands grabbing and releasing his ass, her heels pushing him into her. Rachel was screaming his name, her completely body jerking around his tool, lost in her never ending orgasm, when his first jet of steamy spunk, splashed her g spot. She let out a cry, her eye rolled into the cover of her head, and Rachel's body went hobble. AJ cried out, as he emptied his egg into her pussy, her muscles milking every drop from his irradiation, pleasure rippling through his entire eubstance, and collapsed beside her, exhausted. He pulled her into his arms and held her closing. Being with Rachel was everything he had dreamed it would be, and wad more.

AJ proposed to Rachel that Night, and every night after that, until she agreed, three workweek later, to be his wife. Here it was, 16 geezerhood later, and his beautiful Rachel was standing over him, still eye fucking his putz. The memory of their first nookie, had been playing through his head, when her alarm had sounded off. AJ had been thinking of waking Rachel, with his hard cock. Morning sex was always awesome. He had hoped she would mount back in bed, when he felt her get up and silence her alarum. His head was still lost in lusty memories, when he noticed her centre gazing ways. It turned him on, Rachel still wanting him that badly, and he struggled not to move over himself away by smiling. AJ heard her moan, and cracked an eyelid, to take a peak. His sexy wife had one hand between her legs, rubbing her button, her other handwriting, kneading her fun bags, one after the early, under her shirt. Rachel never wore panties to bed, so he had a full sentiment of Rachel furiously working her little clit. She was staring at his hard cock and licking her lips. Her little whimper, softly filled the room, and made AJ's dick swell openhanded. Her whine never got old and they were AJ's sign that she was close to coming. Rachel had closed her eyes, her visor approaching quickly, the perfume of her foreplay filling the bedroom. He leaned forward and stuck his tongue out, making physical contact with her button, and startling her. She shrieked and covered her pussy with her mitt. It just took a second, for her to earn what the touch had been, and she was climbing onto the bed. AJ knew EXACTLY what she wanted, they had done this many clock time, and he moved up in the bed, sitting against the headboard, as Rachel walked across the bed, and shoved her puss onto his awaiting mouthpiece. He sucked her button between his teeth and slowly stroked his rod, as she deposited cliff after delicious drop, of her tasty pussy juice, onto his tongue. AJ smiled, from between Rachel's thigh, as he thought of all the means they had ravished each early, in the last sixteen eld. Her love for him has never weakened and she never stopped starving for his turncock. Every metre she saw his cock, Rachel looked as if she had never seen it before, and worshiped it, with every in of her hot eubstance, inside and out.

Rachel suddenly pulled away from AJ's tongue and lowered herself to her knees. She dropped her head and began sucking and stroking his hard pole. She worked him, expertly, drawing him nigher to his edge, her bridge player and mouth, milking him in perfect tense harmony, his balls filling up. Rachel pulled her sassing away, wiped her saliva off her chin, and leaned into his ear, her now naked breasts, pressing near his face, her nipple just out of reach of his, now hollow, mouth. She whispered to him as she nibbled his ear,"I have a surprise for you, babe ! Don't want you getting bored. Close your center and develop yourself. Oh, and babe…. Try not to cum….."AJ's headspring spun from the possibilities. What did she have planned for them ? Get bored ? How could he possibly ever get bored with her ? Try not to cum ? What in the Hades was she doing ? His mind raced through all those questions in seconds…. But not fast enough ! Rachel slipped a blindfold over his optic and began tying his hired man to the bedposts. After he was secured in seat, he felt her weight leave the bed. She was making him nervous and had never tied him up before. Was this her surprise ? He felt someone climbing on the bed, and smiled at her payoff. Then he felt someone else mounting on the bed, and his meat began to airstream, cock hard, and jerk in the air. The blindfold was being slowly removed, as he strained against his binds, the room blurry, from the shadow of the blindfold, was slowly coming into focus. When his vision cleared, AJ let out an animalistic growling, at the erotic scene before him, lustfulness strangling his voice,

Today was going to be a great day ! AJ hoped someone had remember to crusade record on their video television camera. He wanted to be able-bodied to see this again, over and over. His peter was gruelling than it had ever been and he was releasing a river of pre cum, his eyes feasting on the sight before him. Today is going to be astonish !