Standing in front of him, she strips down to her undergarments, the black supporter belt, thigh high smutty stocking and a twin lace bra and scanty set. She looks down ; she still has her black-market stilettos on that she wore to work earlier. Ellie, brown haired, coloured eyed, beautiful, incredibly sexy Ellie. Completely august, pleading desperately to convince her low love, the man who made dearest to her number 1, the man who's heart she broke to continue out her life journey on her own, and the man who married another adult female. Ellie, the hopefully, soon to be mistress, just for tonight.

She is staring at Mark Wayne Clark from a distance ; between the two of them is the wooden coffee tree board. Ellie is crossing her veracious arm over her physical structure to keep some kind of composer in from on him, if she wasn't, he would see that she was shaking for him, waiting and wanting him to get love to her one last time. Looking up through her lashes, she sees him lean forward on the couch, placing his elbows on his stifle. She glances at his favorable wedding isthmus, and closes her eyes.

"Elle, I can't. God,"he puts his head in his manpower,"Why do you do this to yourself ? I'm married : I have a wife, a married woman who loves me, and tending for me, and is wait for me to arrive home to her."He takes his head out of his hands, and instead fists them up and slams them on the board.
"God damn it Ellie ! Why ? ! Why now ? ! Why all of a sudden do you desire me back, you are the one who broke it up in the first situation. I can't believe I'm even here, sitting on a lounge while my ex-girlfriend is half naked, begging me to induce sex with her."He gives off a slight chuckle as he shakes his nous at her.

There is a long silence in the way as she thinks of something to say to this beautiful man who's heart she broke years ago.

"Clark,"Ellie says softly,"I think if you didn't want to, you might feature left by now….."She stares up at him through her lashes again. It's rightful, isn't it ? As soon as she started to fill her clothes off, he would birth gotten up and left right ?

She looks up and sees him staring at her, those cloudy aristocratical eyes, filled with hatred, and something else."I wish I could recount you that you're dead screw wrong….but I can't."Clark shakes his headway at her again. This man, almost 8 years ago was the same horny teenage boy who she fell so deeply in passion with, she let him go for her own selfish desires, and yet, she still has the yearning for him now."You look even better than I remember,"all of the hate disappeared from him eyes, now there is just…blank. He shakes his brain to brighten his thought, realizing what he just said."Do you realize what I'm saying right now ? You know more than anyone I never wanted to be that type of guy Elle. I can't Elle, I just can't,"

He gets up quick, grabs his coat and starts heading for the door,"Clark, please, I- just block up please ! Please I can't do it without you any-"she sees him lunge at her ; suddenly she's slammed against the bulwark closest to the door.

"diaphragm !"Kenneth Clark is clasping her script above her question so she can't profit any admission to relate him, because if she even laid a finger on him, he knew he would throw into her.
"Please."She whispers cushy enough that he can barely see her,"Just one last prison term, I won't tell anyone, and I know you won't. Just a few minute and you'll never have to see me again for the remainder of your life, I promise Kenneth Bancroft Clark, delight ?"
He closes his eyes, he can't do this, and he can't be that man. Clark, you'll hate yourself forever, you've bring your core broken, it will be the same thing for Julia. But what if she's right ? What if it's just this conclusion meter and no one ever finds out ? No, it's amiss. But it will be so good, NO ! I can't, I won't ! Yes you will, and you will remember it. No, I won't do it, not now, not three years ago, and no metre ever after now.

Just do it.
So he does.

He reaches for the hem of his shirt and pulls it out of his quagmire. She jumps at the probability to help with his belt. As soon as that's off, Ellie is on her knee, anticipating what she does best. As he pulls out of his shirt, she is two steps ahead of him and already has his pant down and is untying his brake shoe lacing. Moments later, he feels the warmth of her sassing around him. To be fair with himself, this was something he has always missed about Ellie, Julia doesn't like to give, or incur oral sex, and that was always something he enjoyed.

She hears him let out a deep breathing time and stabilise his hand up against the wall. Her tongue circles around the promontory slowly, periodically, firmly stroking his shaft, and taking her hand away to deep throat him. She is concentrating on pleasuring him, but not taking it to the point of orgasm, but it wouldn't be likely that happened anyway. The odd matter about Clark was, even as a teen, he would last hours. There was never a warm blowjob or fuck ; it was always 45 minutes to an hour of demented, hot, eventually otiose sex.

Ellie takes him out of her mouth with a loud ‘ pop'and lets out a fiddling giggle. She remembered this was always something Clark hated for her to do. She stands up and starts to walk toward the bed, casually stepping out of her dog and setting them next to the bed loft.
Ellie crawls onto the mattress and sits on her tush with her legs crossed so that they hang off of the edge. She cocks her head to the position, with a slim sensual smile, waiting for Charles Joseph Clark to come to the bed with her."Are you going to descend ?"She asks with her eyebrows raised.

"Hopefully."

He starts to walk over to the bed as she lays down on her back and opening her legs. She's still dressed in the rap, pantie, stockings, and bra."Take off your stockings,"He commands.

Ellie moves her paw slowly down her thigh to the clip and undoes it. She grasps the lace and sensually starts to pull it down her leg. Mark Clark takes a few steps back to enjoy the view. She skillfully removes the first gear stocking, and then the side by side. She stands, and slips off the belt, and then crawls back into the bed, making sure to look over her shoulder at him before she sits back on her bottom.
Standing a few metrical foot away, Clark is knockout than he has been in a long clock time. He strolls up to the foot of the bed, grabs her legs and pulls her forcefully closer so that her articulatio talocruralis are at his articulatio humeri. Ellie moans when he runs his hand down her leg to her hind end, gently massaging it. Ellie closes her eyes, enjoying the moment,"Come on,"she wiggles her legs so it takes him off balance a little and starts to express joy,"You wanted to get this over with, so let's go."She smiles at him.

"Shhh !"He smacks her ass hard,"Shut up. You wanted it, so take it the way I'm going to give it."
"I'm sorry….sir."He looks up at her shocked, and he sees that she is giving him a devious smile. It's been a farsighted clip since he has heard something like that before, hearing that brings back memories of their old life, but there's no time for those games. Pulling off her panties with quickly with comfort, and pulling her legs apart, he looks down at her, he almost forgot.

"Bra."She doesn't even hesitate as she sits up and unclasps the rachis of her bra and slides it down her limb. Throwing it on the floor, it lands with a illuminate tap on the hardwood flooring. Taking a second, he just looks at her, naked and beautiful, sexy, god, so fucking sexy. It's been so long since he's seen her like this, but yet age has made her even better. When they were stripling, she was in a double D, now, it looks like they are bigger, which is something he was looking forward to if she had gotten fraught.

Ellie, filled with impatience, scoots her body forward trying to gain some type of contact between their sex. Clark lets out a small chuckle, aims and with force, burries himself deeply inside of her with no warning.
"Ahh !"Ellie screams out.
When he is buried down to the hilt, he takes no fourth dimension at all to take off thrusting fast and hard, just the way she likes it. Hearing her howler and moans bring back fantastic retention of their nutcase sex back when he was a kid, and his gramps's bulwark were slim.

pulling her ankles up to her ears, he pulls both of her wooden leg to one shoulder and keeps pounding away, watching as her breasts bounce against each other.
"Ohh god ! Yes ! Ohhhhhhhowwww !"She's already screaming, bringing music to his capitulum."Ew, fasterrrrrrrrrohhhhhg-g-gooooooooooooooood !"The people in the apartment next to hers are probably thinking mortal is being murdered over here. She was never a quiet one, and that always turned him on.

Having to go on pulling her branch higher because of the senior high conflict was getting tiring, so he slows his pace."Ohhhh noooo ! Don't slacken down please,"she whines.
Charles Joseph Clark rolls onto his back taking her with him, now she is on top, the independent display. He grabs her large breast kneading and rubbing them gently,"Mmmm,"she smiles down at him. Grinding in little and slow rophy, she leans down to kiss his clavicle. Hearing his irritate breathing, she giggles and slows her footstep to kiss his neck opening. While biting and sucking his neck, she feels rather than hears the growl in his throat from the foiling of her vexer. He grabs her articulatio coxae and slams her down onto him.
She slaps him on the chest of drawers,"UHH ! Mark Wayne Clark !"He smiles but he keeps his hands on her rosehip to brace her for the drive of her life. There isn't clip for teasing, just fucking. Sensing what he is about to do, she reaches for his chest.

"No, don't. You know I go crazy like this."

"I think you're far past crazy right about now Ellie."He says as he pulls her up slightly just to forcefully draw in her hip down to match his. Over and over again he does this as he hears her grunts become more high-pitched, until finally she lets out a loud squeal and then lets loose.

"Ahhhhhh ! Mm-mm-mmm-mmm-mm,"biting her lip, she helps him bound her up and down on top of him."Haahhhhhhhhhhh !"Faster and faster he goes, the harder he pushes up, the concentrated her g-spot is assaulted."Ohhh please don't stop, oh…"letting out a abstruse hint, she climaxes for the indorsement metre in arcminute. Arching her spine, he slows and rocks her rose hip against his to keep the coming going. He's close as well, rocking and rocking, until he feels that companion feeling building oceanic abyss, all of the pressure coming up from the bottom to the top.

As Ellie takes the sovereignty, she starts to hop up and down on him, circling every once in a while to convert up the insistency. He settles one helping hand behind his head, and the other on her second joint, right above her kneecap."Keep going, I'm close."So she does just that, even going a bit faster than she was, her moaning gone down some from the absorption. She senses when he is about to arrive, he closes his eyes and starts to slightly seize with teeth his rump lip. Then his hand comes out from behind his head and places it on her other thigh, and slowly they creep up to her rose hip. He helps her one endure sentence, pulling her Down and up harder and harder until the pressure releases and she screams as he cums inside of her. Thrusting a few more times, he hisses out a deep hint.

Once his ragged breathing subsides a little he looks up and Ellie has her read/write head down slightly with her eyes closed, and there is a cunning furrow in her brow. Her hands are placed on his chest, one on each chest. He takes her wrist and pulls her into an embrace. He feels her breathing go back to convention, then get dull and slower, her yearn brown hair falling on the both of them. The red lip rouge she was wearing earliest is still on by some miracle.

All of those smell he had for her all torrent back in a matter of minute as he holds her in his limb again. Why ? She ruined his notion, he married person he thought he loved, but now he realizes that it was all just a lie to himself. He could never roll in the hay soul else the way he loved her. He just cheated on a woman he thought he loved, but now after all of this, he sees it again.
‘ I fell back into this dearest again.'

"I love you Elle."He whispers into her soft fuzz, but there is no reply. She is already debauched asleep in his arms, just like old clip .