mike and Sandy are your normal couple in their late fourties. With two teenage shaver and full clock time occupation they were very meddling but seemed happy. Living on a becoming remuneration they had a squeamish 4 bedroom house and nice railroad car. They were even able to afford both a gardener and a housemaid to avail with the cleaning and landscape gardening. With after school events and keeping up with everything going on around the house they rarely made time for each former. microphone often worked belated leaving Sandy feeling lonely near of her spare part even. They rarely had sex anymore and when they did it felt more like a routine. This didn't break off Sandy from trying. She would often try to wake Mike's aid by wearing revealing clothes or just simply grabbing his crotch sometimes. zero seemed to go. microphone seemed cold and disinterested in her. Because she put so a good deal exertion into it, it really pissed Sandy off when he didn't respond to her feeler. She missed the romance of her earlier lifetime and she missed the sex. thoroughly hard ad-lib sex. All those multiplication they had pulled over for a quickie on the side of the road and even that one time he took her on the bathroom cesspool in the ladies room of a gas station. She would never forget the look on the ladies'faces as they both left the restroom together. She almost couldn't believe that he was the same man she was married to now. However, she put it out of her brain as she got set for her evening doing her makeup and prettying herself up for her husband. For tonight was engagement night. Another concoction of Sandy's in attempt to breathe some Romance back into their lives. She sent the kids to stay with Quaker for the night and her and Mike were to go out to dinner and then catch a movie. After putting herself together she took a step back to admire her work in the mirror. Her long red hair came down over her blanch blank berm as her beautiful blue eye stared at herself. She wore the darkest shade of red lipstick that complimented her pilus wonderfully. She looked down to see a total darkness low cut army tank top that gave a resplendent view of her heaving chest from above. She complimented this with a very short blue jean skirt, a few inches of sick White pegleg and knee high black-market kicking with four in dog. Well done Sandy told herself as she left the comfort station.
Mike was running late and Sandy was starting to get pissed. She knew he was probably still working and wondered if they would even cook it to dinner at all. This thought had no sooner entered her mind and there was a roast on the threshold. Good, thought Sandy he actually made it fill up to on clock time for once. She hurriedly answered the door but it wasn't Mike. It wasn't Mike at all !
The man standing at the door was Richard the gardener. Richard was a huge and impressive man. Black as coal and standing 6 ft 4 with no shirt on at the current prison term. He had been working in the yard and asked if he could use the bathroom. Sandy looked at his chest of drawers and watched as petite beads of perspiration were running down the mans breadbasket and into his pants. She also took notice if his muscular chest and six pack abs. Her optic traveled south to see the healthy prominence in the front line of his pants. Sandy's panties began to wash instantly. She composed herself only enough to steer toward the restroom and Richard left the room. The telephone rang and Sandy seeing it was Mike gathered herself quickly and answered the phone. For whatever had just come over her she was loyal and close to microphone. microphone where the infernal region are you ? I'm sorry Sandy I'm just finishing up he replied. I will be home as fast as I can listen, I don't feel like going out tonight dear lets just make some popcorn and watch a movie on tv, and hey don't fuck it up this time extra salt and extra butter on the Zea mays everta ok. And with that mike hung up the phone before giving Sandy any clip to respond.
Sandy was pissed, all this metre getting quick and now they were staying in for the night. She walked into the kitchen opened a bag of microwave popcorn slammed it in the microwave closed the door and pushed the push. fad and rancor was radiating from her as she stood there. He had talked to her like it was just another concern deal he hadn't even told her he loved her. The microwave dinged and she poured the popcorn into the bowlful and slung it on the coffee table. She sat in the lounge removing her boots when a flushing auditory sensation came from the lavatory. Richard walked out into the aliveness room and asked Sandy if she was ok. Sandy in her furore at mike quite forgot that Richard was even there. In a throw of intake she rose from the lounge and walked over to Richard. She fell to her stifle without speaking a word and loosened his whack. She pulled down his pants and removed his boxers to unveil the most glorious cock she had ever seen. She took him in her hand to inspect it. It was still quite soft but filled her hand completely. It was delightfully affectionate to the touch and it began to swell. This mans cock was slightly vainglorious than her husbands and was still half flabby. She leaned it closer and planted her cushy wet kiss on the foreland with those ruby red rim of hers. Sandy's panties were so moist she could feel her succus flowing into them. She could see a small drip leaking from that bulbous head of his. She stuck out her tongue to recover it. It tasted of elbow grease and urine. She loved it. He smelled of sawdust and the outdoors. Something she could never reek of her government agency setting husband. She opened her lips panoptic and took his semi surd rod into her backtalk. She took it all at first off but as he continued to grow she knew that would no longer be potential in a few seconds. She sucked him feverishly using as much expectoration as she could rally. When Ivor Armstrong Richards cock was fully set up she removed it just long enough to take in it's broad beauty and size of it. When her eyes were fully she returned those ruby red lips back on his throbbing stopcock and sucked him as deeply as she could. Her oral fissure was producing copious measure of spit as she began coughing and choking on him. He was threatening the entrance of her throat and his hammer was only half way in. She loved it and she hated Mike and she was going to detest take in Richards rooster until he came in her mouth. She pulled off of him and began licking his balls. She loved the taste. The saltiness and the lather and the musk of him ride her wild. She once again tried to swallow him whole but she could only wangle half. That would just have to do she thought. With her mouth full she looked up at the clock on the bulwark. It had already been xxx minutes since she talked to her husband. She kicked it into overdrive. She sucked hard on the monster shaft of light still releasing as much spit as she could muster. She was attempting to end up him quickly but portion of her wished her husband could walk in right now. She wanted him to witness the picture. The swarthiness of his stopcock disappearing into the paleness of her hide. The total darkness dick disappearing into those ruby red lip. Sandy wrapped her men around Richards ass pulling him into her boldness as he started to moan. She felt his mind swell to the max and felt the flood of hot creamy cum gushing into her sassing. She held him into her backtalk until he was finished. As Richard withdrew his hammer they heard a car pull into the driveway. Richard quickly pulled on his dress and told Sandy he would return tomorrow to eat up his work. As he left Sandy quickly grabbed the popcorn arena and spat the stallion contents of I. A. Richards encumbrance into the popcorn. She then mixed up the Zea mays everta and ran to the restroom to frame herself. When she returned she found her married man placing a DVD in the DVD histrion. They sat down on the couch together and Mike reached in and grabbed a handful of popcorn, placed it into his mouth and ate it. microphone and Sandy watched their pic and Sandy watched as mike ate the full pipe bowl of Zea mays everta himself. Sandy wanted him to choke on it. She wanted to see him cough and gag as she had coughed and gagged on that teras cock moment before his arrival. After the movie sandy asked, did you enjoy the popcorn honey ? Plenty of Strategic Arms Limitation Talks, plenty of butter ? Mike replied yes, beaming to see you didn't fuck it up this time. Sandy replied with a smirk, That's proficient honey I'm going up for a bathroom. Good Night. As sandy lay in the hot water she sent two fingers deep into her throbbing cunt. Remembering Ivor Armstrong Richards cock deep into her throat and knowing his cum was deep into her husbands stomach sent her over the edge in seconds .