It was one of those Monday holidays that 's not really a holiday, but sometimes you still get the day off from study. 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 home and waiting for the repairman. I was 29 years old and I had a tremendous calling, but not much of a screw living. I had my share of hot guys and mostly one-night base, but that 's about it. I was n't really complaining too often though. The live time I had sex was with this hot 21-year-old bringing guy that came to our office to delivery some desks. All it took was a fiddling flirting and during my lunch open frame we were in the privy booth with his pant around his articulatio talocruralis and his huge cock buried inside of me. It was hot, I 'll admit. I snapped back to world when I realized that the guy coming over the clean and jerk the furnace would be Mr. Martelli. He was a prissy old man that I had known pretty very much all of my life. Definitely no programme to possess my way with him.

It was around one in the afternoon and my mom was out shopping with her girlfriend. She called about ten minutes ago to see if Mr. Martelli had arrived. `` Not yet, '' I said while making some belittled talk and trying not to imagine how I was wasting a perfectly good day off. Just then there was a knock on the backdoor. I opened it and was surprised to see a rather attractive young man standing there in blue piece of work pants and a mate light blue work shirt. `` I 'm here for the furnace, '' the unseasoned man said. `` Oh, get along in, '' I said as I got over my initial surprisal that it was n't the old man I was expecting. `` I was expecting Mr. Martelli, '' I said as I led the young man carrying the portable vacuum to the cellar. `` My granddad is in use on another job so he sent me, '' the youth man said. `` Great, as long as you can get the job done, '' I said in an attempt to be steady. After all, I was a cleaning lady habitation 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 enticement. `` Why do n't you get your equipment out and get to work then, '' I said while heading back up the stairs to the kitchen. I could n't help but notice his firm, round ass as he bent down to secure in his portable vacuum motorcar to part cleaning the furnace. I was upstairs sipping some coffee when he came up the step and said `` All done. '' `` Great, here 's your money, '' I said while going to the table and getting the envelope 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 aid but notice his house pectoralis as I slipped the envelope inside and buttoned his shirt pocket.

'' A little young to be a full fledged repairman, '' I said trying to make water small talk as the young man got pulled out his cellphone to foretell his grandfather. `` 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 Young man said with a grin. `` I think you better leave. I do n't even know your name, '' I half-protested not wanting to include 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 grandfather out on the English. And my name 's Kyle, '' he said. `` Nice to come across you, I 'm Amanda, '' I said as Kyle put his tool case down on the table. `` Do you mind, it gets kinda heavy, '' he said with a grin. `` You might as well put the vacuum cleaner matter down to, '' I said while returning the smile. `` I see it 's got a big hose, '' I added. I could n't believe how I resorted to being this cheesy with my restoration come-on.

'' You like big hose, '' Kyle said with a smile as he put the portable vacuum down on the base and stepped close-fitting to me. I rested my men on his chest through his shirt. `` Feels like you workout, '' I said. `` Yeah, almost casual, '' Kyle responded. He told me he was on the college wrestling and track squad. My minded drifted to what he would look like in one of those vest that leave little the imagination. `` So, you said you were home alone, '' Kyle said with a aphrodisiacal grin. `` Yeah, my mom is out shopping, but she might be back real number soon though, so maybe we should n't ...., '' I said as Kyle started unbuttoning his blue piece of work shirt. `` What are you doing, '' I semi-protested. `` Letting you check out the equipment, '' Kyle said while undoing the net button as his shirt drifted clear to reveal a muscular bureau and six-pack abs.

'' We should n't ... '' was all I managed to say before I reached for the swath buckle on Kyle 's work trouser. `` What are you doing, '' he mocked as he grabbed my helping hand. `` Just checking out the equipment, '' I said with a smile as I undid his belt buckle. My handwriting brushed across the swollen head of what appeared to be a decent sized cock hidden under his zip fastener. `` Looks like you got some nice equipment here, '' I said will starting to slip down his zip fastener as my hand pressed against the rapidly growing shaft of his dick. : '' You have no fuckin estimation, '' Kyle said while dropping any attempt to be pernicious. His pants dropped around his ankles as he stood there in white boxer briefs that did little to hide his huge erecting. He kicked off his drawers out of the way and said `` So, where you wan na do this '' as he pulled my tight E. B. White top over my pass and started unhooking my bra.

'' Living room '' was all I could manage to say as Kyle picked me up and carried me to the couch. He pulled down my pants and panties and lowered me to the lounge. He slipped his packer Jockey shorts off and out sprang what appeared to be a 9-10 inch cock with a vast mushroom head and equally plump orb. `` Is it true what they say about Italians, '' I playfully asked while grabbing onto Kyle 's muscular back. `` You 're about to fuckin rule out, '' Kyle said as he eased his huge turncock inside of me. I could n't trust how big and thick he was. It was about as duncical as a can of nose candy - literally. I could n't help but set out screaming and moaning as Kyle eased that Italian monster inside of me. He showed no mercy, clearly understanding that this was meant to be a hot fuck with no strings attached.

Kyle worked himself up to a unrestrained stride as the couch strained from his efforts. `` You want my fuckin jizz inside of you baby, '' Kyle asked as he got make to blow. `` nooky yeah, '' was all I could say as he Kyle buried his tool deeply inside of my drenched pussycat a few more times before finally unloading a forceful blow of cum inside of me. I was amazed at how he kept shooting like a ardour hose out of control. After a few minute of arc of almost non-stop cumming, Kyle eased his Italian ogre out of me. As he sat next to me on the lounge with ramification spread, I put my hands on his muscular second joint and looked at his now-soft dick. `` You like my equipment, '' Kyle said with a smiling. `` Impressive, '' I said as I reached between his ramification and cupped his massive balls. Even soft, Kyle 's putz was amazingly thick. 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 break up me up. `` What are you doing. '' I said. `` Let 's try it in a bed, '' Kyle said with a strapping growling in his voice. By the time we got upstairs, Kyle was sporting a immense erection again. `` Which one, '' Kyle asked while carrying me in his strong arms. `` On the left, '' I said as Kyle rushed into the bedroom and dropped me on the bed. `` On your hands and knees, '' Kyle ordered as he got behind me and shoved his huge Italian cock inside of me again. My nipple were bouncing as Kyle worked himself up to a frenetic yard.

Kyle let out some sexy masculine groans as he rammed his big, deep cock in and out of me at a steadily pace. I still could n't grasp how thick this stud was. It was like being impaled. I felt every bingle inch of his huge tool as it slammed in and out of my dripping wet pussycat. Kyle pulled out just as he was ready to flub and got on top of me and shoved his rod back in and went to town. After a few More minutes of heavy tariff pumping, Kyle pulled out again and grabbed his cock to hold it steady as he spewed cum all over my abdomen and nipple. Even he had a intemperately metre trying to declare onto his massively boneheaded teras as it shot like a fire hose.

As Kyle 's erection started to subside, I pushed him down on the bed and started licking his pectus and stomach. I playfully moved to his mesomorphic thighs, which were like Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree luggage compartment. Then I looked up into his eyes and stuck out my tongue and licked his wee snatch. I tasted a few dip of cum left over from his lastly bang. I started to slide his still semi-hard Italian sausage into my rima oris as Kyle let out a soft moan. It took a few transactions of heavy duty sucking, but it was n't long before Kyle was back in business, so to speak. I eased my lip down as much of his teras as I could take. I have actually sucked hombre with as a lot length as Kyle before, just not with this amaze girth. I got about halfway down before I felt a twitch in Kyle 's dick. After a few more minutes of caressing his sausage, Kyle blew in my mouth. Cum was oozing out of my mouthpiece as I kept up my steady sucking footstep until Kyle finally deflating again. Even soft, Kyle was an impressive sight to behold.

Just then, I heard a car door barb outside. I figured it was my mother. Even though I 'm a grownup charwoman, I still was n't prepare to excuse why I was naked with the repairman 's grandson. We rushed downstairs and Kyle hurried to get back into his work wearing apparel. `` Your pugilist briefs, '' I said while quickly stuffing his underwear under the couch shock as my mother came in from the kitchen. `` This is Mr. Martellis'grandson, '' I said as Kyle made his way to the front door. `` Nice to meet you, '' he said with a smiling that was clearly directed at me. I caught a quick coup d'oeil of the outline of Kyle 's cock in his work bloomers as he left. `` How was your good afternoon honey, '' my mother asked as I helped her with her packet. `` Just very well. Kyle got the job done, '' I said while fighting back a snicker .