A cleaning woman rest home alone gets a surprise.

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It had been a particularly hanker day, and I arrived home with a lot of pent up push from all the frustration. I made a simpleton dinner and settled down into the evening, though unsure of what to do with myself. I had the house to myself tonight, since Rob had sent me a text earlier saying he'd be home late from work.

Although it didn't fit my Energy Department level, I settled on some unpaid reading. I had some washables to get a move on first though, so I spent some time gathering it up and trucking it downstairs into the laundry way.

I began sorting through clothes and filling the washing machine. About halfway through the classification process, I felt passion from behind as arms wrapped around my body and"Hey, you"was whispered into my ear. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and as his hand ran down my toned English and under my shirt onto my waist, my heart picked up footstep and I felt my breathing spell snap ever so slightly.

"I thought you were going to be late ?"I asked as Rob began kissing my neck and sliding his hands up my skin while removing my shirt. I lifted my arms to free myself and ground back into his pelvis where I could finger his cock growing inside his trouser. He pushed back while grabbing my modest but firmly titty, inciting a suspiration from me.

I tried to turn around to face him, but he stopped me."Not yet"and he unclipped my bra and dropped it to the flooring. He began to pester me, brushing his fingers along my flat breadbasket up to the bottom of my tits. I could sense myself getting wet from just this alone, and my small mammilla were rock hard from the cold and the arousal.

I began to catch one's breath deeper and bit my lip as he circled his fingers closer to my nipples, pausing momentarily to squeeze my tits every once in a while. Sometimes he'd brush one of my nipple as he did this, causing me to shiver and inhale quickly, as they were so sensitive.

I realized I was slowly grinding my hips back against his cock, which was becoming harder, and as I became more and more sprain on, I moved faster and with more purpose.

Suddenly he squeezed one of my nipples causing me to gasp. He was driving me gaga, and all I could think about was getting on my knees and getting his stiff peter in my mouth. He began to locomote his left hand down my body to unbutton my denim and chute straight in my panties to gently rub along my slit. With his digit lubed up from my succus, he began to rub my clit in circles, and I began to really tug my ass against his shaft.

"Mmm,"I could learn him groan, and I decided it was time for pay-back. I turned around and pushed him against the wall so he was leaning up against it. I got down on my genu and unmake his belt and pants, letting his near-fully set up cock spring Forth River. I started by breathing hot air on his balls and grabbing his cock with one hand. I began to drub up his formal and gently suck on them, which had him breathing harder. I looked up at him to see his expression of high arousal, gazing at me through half closed eyes and mouth slightly undefendable. With my optic still on him, I began to work out slowly up his shaft, making him moan.

I was getting so turned on by all of this that I began to use my other hand to play with my clit. This sent me into overdrive and I forgot about teasing him. His hammer was quickly thrust into my mouthpiece and I began sucking on him enthusiastically. I reminded myself to slow down a bit and flicked the tip of his cock with my clapper. By this metre, he had his optic closed and head leaned back, allowing him to get lost in the pleasure. Beginning to rub his turncock with my hand while sucking and licking as much of it as I could fit into my mouth, I could tell he was getting close. underworld, I was so turned on that I could probably cum soon too.

I started playing with his ballock again, rolling them around in my fingers, giving a entitle squeeze play here and there. I stopped sucking his turncock to drub them and lactate them, getting one of them at a time in my small hot wet rima oris. Rob was moaning and moved his mitt to the back of my foreland. No longer able to hold back, I engulfed what I could manage of his putz into my mouth and allowed him to set the tread with his hand on my head teacher. I supplemented what was unable to fit in my lip by rubbing it with my hired hand.

He soon began breathing harder and louder while his solid body tensed up, and I was ready for my prize. My hand was on overdrive rubbing my clit, and as his hot cum hit my tongue and began filling my mouth, I felt myself going over the edge into an orgasm as well. I moaned with my mouth still clamped around his cock, ensuring none of it would be lost to me. I swallowed and licked up anything that escaped, and then looked up with a roundabout grin on my facial expression.

"Ready to move to the sleeping room ?"

( Any feedback would be greatly prize, as this is my low gear story. My intention was to leave behind character reference mostly out-of-doors to resourcefulness, since attraction varies greatly from someone to individual. I also got straightaway into it so not to bore those looking for the ooey gooey second. )