I was sitting in my living room watching some TV one dark when my cell speech sound rang. I saw on the caller ID that it was Connie, an ex-girlfriend of mine. To say I was surprised would be a bit of an understatement. We hadn't really spoken very much since we broke up. She had married some guy Jay that I'd never met and we never stayed in feeling. Bewildered and confused, I decided to answer the outcry anyways since it wasn't like I had anything better going on.

"Hello ?"

"Hi, is this Chris ?"

"Connie ? Haven't heard from you in forever."

"Oh my god, it is you. I wasn't for certain if you changed your issue. I figured I'd give it a shot and try my luck. How have you been ?"

"Um, good I guess. Not a lot going on just keeping up with work and all since Jessie broke up with me."

"Oh, I'm so good-for-naught to learn that. I can't believe she broke up with you. You're such a great guy. What happened ?"

"Yeah, I'm not really surely. Probably some other guy at work. I knew she was kind of slutty when we started dating but took my chances anyway. Not a big deal. It wasn't going anywhere serious."

"fountainhead, I'm gladiolus you're not all torn up about it. I'll tell you what, why don't you come by the planetary house for dinner tomorrow with me and my husband. It would be capital to see you and captivate up. You can touch Jay. I'm sure you two will probably hit it off."

"Yeah, I'm not so sure as shooting about that. I'm not really digging the idea of meeting my ex's husband."

"Oh, don't be such a prude. It will be hunky-dory. Come on, I'm sure you still love lasagna. I'll make some for you."

"Alright, what the Scheol ? What meter ?"

"Great ! seven o'clock. I'll schoolbook you the address ! See you then !"

"What the hell is going on here ?"I thought to myself. Why would an ex-girlfriend be bringing me over to cope with her husband and stimulate dinner ? That's pretty bizarre.

The future day started off pretty normal. I went to the gym, went to wreak, had my lunch, then headed home after a hanker day. At five o'clock, my phone buzzed to remind me about dinner with Connie and her hubby Jay. This was going to be a god horrific night. What the hell made me say yes ? I started to remember back to when Connie and I were dating and it hit me !

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Several class back, I was dating this bubbly blonde girl named Connie. Her long, straight blonde hair was always bouncing and swaying when she was giggling and having fun with her admirer. That's what had caught my aid in the get-go topographic point. Once I put my middle on her, what kept my tending were those gorgeous big tits that she had. I had my fairly contribution of stacked womanhood but her bosom were just amazing. They were full and round, bouncy and perky, and when she wore armored combat vehicle tops, her segmentation was always threatening to push out over the top of it and she pranced about with her bubbly little self.

I managed to chat her up and we started dating. After the first couple of dates, I finally managed to get my men and lips on those gorgeous tits of hers. They felt even better than I had imagined. They were the kind of tits that always held their place even without a bra. for certain they bounced when she was getting fucked really hard but always returned to their place nice and high on her chest when you stopped. I never could blockade myself from cumming on those sexy tits of hers. Easily put to a greater extent loads on her there than I did everywhere else combined.

As if that wasn't enough, she was a pro at sucking prick. Now, I'm not the most well endowed man out there but I have a goodish dick. When it's surd like steel, it stands at a very majestic nine column inch and has pretty secure girth to it. She loved handling my cock with her hired man and mouth. She would start off really slack by licking her way up my entire cock until she reached the heading and then swirl her natural language around the tip. She would drub the underside of my fat mushroom promontory and then suck the tip into her back talk. Not just put the tip in her sass, literally suck it into her like it's the last reservoir of air on the planet. Her backtalk would be halfway around my boss and she would suck deep and firmly until her back talk were sealed just below the glands. This was all just to get started.

She'll reach down with one hired man and cup my balls, massaging them, rolling them around her finger all while the other mitt is stroking up and down my shaft. This girl was a pro. Not sure as shooting how many times she practiced this but she definitely knew her way around a big putz. She would then start bobbing her brain up and down, slowly taking more of my shaft into her rima oris, the tip working its way to the back until it reached her throat. tongue would be running down the side of my cock while her hand pumped stroked the eternal rest of the length. Connie would then keep sucking on my prick, pressing the back of it to her throat and start up to live with, taking me into her throat. Fuck ! I found a substantial winner. Connie really knew how to wield a big dick unlike any other charwoman I had ever had.

Right before I thought I was about to finish up, Connie would clamp down on the base of my shaft and firmly twinge my glob. Not to cause bother, but to adjoin me. work out me up to the very boundary of cumming and then still me off the drop-off making me last longer. She would later severalise me that she loved sucking cock. That's why she always edged me. Connie wanted it to last and guys always came in her mouth too soon. She wanted to finger those big, hard cock in her mouth until she was live up to and then she would let them cum. She wasn't kidding. A couple of times, she edged me for over 30 minutes sucking on my cock.

When Connie was finally ready for me to cum in her oral fissure, she was determined to get every utmost drop out of me. She would lick and suck on the boss while stroking feverishly on my pecker. Her lingua would be going angry on the tip, licking the glands, swirling around it, sucking and slurping on it laborious. Then Connie would guard the pecker steadily right as it started to throb and elaborate again. She knew when you were going to cum and she didn't want to miss a drop. She would go along a hand holding the base of operations firmly and the former stroke and milking your cock for all it was Worth until I unloaded, mouth closed tightly around the tip, sucking so arduous she even left a hickie a few times.

When she had my cum flying into her rima oris, you would sustain thought she was tasting Milk River of the Supreme Being from paradise. The look of everlasting pleasure on her facial expression as I started to cum in her lip was indescribable other than gross walking on air. I could swear she's had orgasms just from sucking cum out of my turncock. I think Connie enjoyed sucking hammer more than she ever did actually having sex.

Yes, those store are what made me agree to go to her house to have dinner.

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thinking back to the Clarence Shepard Day Jr. I had dated Connie, I got home, showered, and got dressed to drive over to her theatre. I didn't want to get too dressy and be awkward so I just threw on some perfunctory slacks and a short-change sleeve button up shirt. I wanted to attend courteous but not come across as trying really hard. That would just make things unearthly and unenviable seeing an ex-girlfriend for the first fourth dimension in many old age and meeting her husband.

I showed up to their house at seven on the dot. They had a pretty squeamish mansion, a good percentage of township in a well-off locality. I wouldn't have called it a mansion house but it was clear they did ok. Nice railroad car in the private road and well-manicured yard. Maybe this was just her wanting to demo me how well she had done for herself despite me breaking up with her after moving away when I was done with college. It wouldn't be the first sentence an ex tried to spite me. To be honest, I had been a bit of a dick when I was vernal. Connie was now probably going to pull out her husband's ogre rooster in forepart of me to disgrace me even more.

I parked on the street and walked up to the house. I rang the bell and just waited patiently for a bit until I heard the room access click and it started to open. There she was, the female chest blond sweetheart I remembered from college, gorgeous tits and all. Connie was wearing this white blouse, top three clitoris undone showing off that great cleavage I remembered so fondly. I could just see the tops of a blackamoor lace bra that she had on. That was followed by a skirt kindly hugging her maternally rose hip and a pair of stockings and hound. She was a niggling profound than when I had known her but surely that was due to the married animation and I'm sure tyke. I doubt her husband wasted any time getting his dick in her as often as he could. She still looked fucking amazing after all of these years though.

"Hi Chris, number on in,"she said rather excitedly."So skillful to see you again."Once I got through the threshold, she pulled me in for a nice big hug which I gladly reciprocated. I let my hands linger and wander a bit, feeling across her get down cover and brushing over her ass. Yes, I'm a bit of a perv. So sue me. Just as my hands were brushing across her ass, my eyes went up and met the gaze of her husband, watching rather sternly as I got a quick feel of his wife. I don't think he really approved but he wasn't making any sudden moves to get me to stop. I just smiled at him and lingered a bit more. I did say I was a bit of a dick, didn't I ? If I'm here to get shown up by my ex, I may as well enjoy myself a little bit, right ?

Eventually, Connie did attract away from me, probably once she felt the gibbousness in my drawers pressing against her second joint. We made a footling little lecture, she introduced me to her husband Jay, and we proceeded into the dining way. Connie's sexy big ass was leading the way, my oculus locked on it as it bounced and swayed in front of me. Jay was walking beside me, I'm for sure very well aware of what I was looking at making my way through the house. After a bit more catching up, we sat for dinner and Connie brought out her wonderful lasagna. It was one of my deary from back in college. Her female parent had taught her this recipe when she was young and I think it was one of the things she used to hook men, as if her blowjob weren't enough. piece of tail, what good blowjob !

We sat and talked and ate for about an hour. The hale time, I kept staring at her gorgeous tits in that blouse of hers. She'd adjust her shirt from fourth dimension to time and I'd catch more coup d'oeil of the pep pill parts of her chest and her black lace bra. I'd look up and see Jay sitting there looking at me ogling his wife not saying a tidings about it. What was with this guy ? I'd be pissed as netherworld if my wife's ex was just gocking at her like this. Did he really not care ? After a piece, I found myself having a bit of fun with it. I would openly stare at her breast and then search right over at him and smile that knowing smile a guy gives you when he's had your woman before. He knows exactly what she likes and knows how to give it to her and he's correctly there with her, right in front of you.

Once we were done with dinner, Connie offered some drink out in the living room which I accepted. The least I could do is get Thomas More images of those tits in my pass so I could go home and bunk off thinking about her. I sat on the heavy lounge, Jay sat on a reclining chair opposite from me, no doubt to keep an eye on me. Connie served the drinks, handed the beginning one to Jay and then sat next to me on the couch offer me one and keeping one for herself. It was a three person sofa, I was sitting at one of the ends, and she had elected to sit in the middle, arm propped up on the back and propensity over towards me. This gave me a great position down her short-change to those brilliant tits.

As we kept chatting, sharing stories and memories, she'd occasionally leaning over and slap my leg playfully, always opening up her shirt to me more. I was loving this so far. Her married man Jay just sat in his recliner watching us as we chatted and sipped on our crapulence. Phew ! She made some firm drinkable. It wasn't long until I felt a niggling bit of a buzz. In my slightly diluted state, I figured I'd see how far I could take this little game.

As Connie kept talking, I stopped pretending. I was full on staring at her bosom, only providing little, broad answers to whatever she was rambling on about. Occasionally, I would sleep with over at Jay, his eyes locked on me staring at his wife's tits, and giving him a small smirk. When Connie would maintain reaching over and slapping my second joint, her handwriting started to lounge more, her hits coming closer and closer to my dig that was now firmly printing in my slack. There couldn't have been a somebody in the way who didn't know I was starting to get hard as my cock started to harden against my length and fasten my slacks. Once Connie's fingers started to brush the tip of it with her playful short smack, I knew there was something Sir Thomas More going on here.

I looked over at Jay, his eye locked on me, then looked over at Connie as she continued rambling on about some missy we both knew in college. Without thinking it completely through, I reached a hand up and slid it into Connie's blouse and firmly grabbed the top of one of her tits. Mmmmm, just as gentle and decent as I remembered them. Connie jumped, startled by my nerve, oral cavity agape love in skepticism. I looked over at Jay and said"So, Jay, is this what you've been waiting for ? Did you want to see me feel your married woman's titmouse ?"He just sat there in rock frigid muteness looking at me, a bit of headache set in his center, a bit unsure of himself.

"Chris, what are you doing ?"Connie asked. She made no endeavor to tear away or remove my hand from her breast."Oh come on, Connie."I said."Let's not be so coy, shall we ?"I grabbed her carpus and brought it onto my rooster, placing it firmly on the middle of my tool."I'm sure you remember him from our old days in college."I looked at her face and saw her rosiness, her timid hand still resting on my putz. She bit her lip and then inhaled deeply, slowly squeezing my fat dick through my pants."Oh my god, I almost forgot how big you were."I set my drink down on the coffee table and made myself at home. Clearly, this was going to go anywhere that I wanted it to and neither of them were going to do any LE than exactly that.

I slipped my second script into her blouse, pushing her teat up and out of her shirt still held back by her bra. I gave them a firm wring before dropping my lip to them starting to suck and kiss her breast. While I keep my care focused on Connie's white meat, I look over at Jay and give him a sly smirk."I'm sure going to enjoy playing with these again"I say, now practically mauling her nice, big, full breasts. Connie's handwriting is still resting on my cock, starting to squeeze it intemperate, starting to stroke me through my mire. I keep my eye on Jay as he watches me play with his wife's tits, sucking, kissing and biting what should be his. He reaches a script down to align himself and I notice that he's no competitor for what's being contained in my pants. Based on his swelling he's maybe four inches, five at safe. Connie almost certainly hasn't had a big, fat putz stretching her pussy out for a long time. That's when I got my wicked idea.

I stood up, briefly pulling myself away from her titmouse and grabbed Connie's hands, pulling her to her ft, her mamilla still hanging out over her blouse but in her bra."Let's take this upstairs"I say."Lead the way, Connie ”. She hesitates for a minute of arc and looks over at Jay who doesn't say anything, just playing with his little shaft through his drawers. Without any dissent from her hubby, she starts heading for the stairs pulling my hand. I look back and Jay doesn't move. I say to him"What's the matter, Jay ? Don't you want to watch your married woman get stuffed with a big, fat cock ?"I feel Connie's hand tremble at the cite of my hammer. Jay quickly stands and starts following us up the stairs.

Connie is leading the way in strawman of us, holding my hand, taking the stair easily, gripping the hand rail, noticeably unfirm on her senior high school bounder. It occurs to me that she probably doesn't wear them often. Maybe she just wore them to be a tease. She probably remembers how much I like seeing heels on a woman and often had her wear them back in college. Her ass is practically in my look and I can't aid myself. I reach out and smack it, following that up with a business firm squeeze play. I look back at Jay again and say"That ass is going to look so undecomposed horseback riding on my cock. Just hold and see."

Connie gets to the top of the stairs and push button open the first door on the right."seed in here, this is our invitee room."“ Oh no, my dearest,"I say."We're going to your bedroom."She looks at me, this meter more assurance in her eyes."I'm really going to bask this,"she says."It's been so long since I've had a big cock."Almost like an excited footling school girl, she pulls me and hurries along to their chamber, Jay and me in tow. We walk into her bedroom and I take a flying look around. I see a prat off to the incline of the way."Jay, go sit over there,"I tell him."You'll have a great view of what I'm about to do to your wife."I looked over at Connie and she was about to start undoing the rest of the button on her blouse."stay. I want little peter Jay over there to watch me do every bit of this to you."

Connie gets this devilish grin on her face, prediction and desire building up in her middle. Jay takes his seat off to the English as I start walking up to Connie. That look on her face was invaluable, biting her lower lip, shallow rapid breaths, a flame in her eyes that I remembered so fondly. I'm standing at the side of the bed and pull in her into me for a buss. Her arms instantly wrap around me, craving what is yet to come. I kiss her deeply, hands running all over her book binding, reaching down to mash her ass, pressing those gorgeous boob against my bureau. She moans into my mouth and I open my eyes to look over her shoulder. Jay is sitting there, watching intently and anxiously, still rubbing his lilliputian tool through his pants.

I pull away from kissing Connie and hold her firmly by her pelvis. I spin her around to search at Jay, her back against me. I pulled her back against my body, my cock now pressed firmly against her ass. I start kissing her neck as Connie begins to moan a trivial louder. My hands move up her physical structure from her hips, caressing the sides of her body, then reaching up to wring her tits again."This breast feels so astonish, Jay. Your wife's breast are just as well as I remember them ”, I say, looking over Connie's shoulder and smiling at Jay.

My hands move down over her stomach, reaching her buttons and I start to slowly unwrap them. Connie is running one of her handwriting through my hair as I keep kissing her cervix. She's leaning back against me and reaches back with her give up hand to rub my shaft through my slacks."Oh my god, I can't postponement to make this big cock in me again. My husband is so a good deal diminished than you ”. I open up her blouse all of the way and pull it off of her berm. I reach behind her and quickly unmake her bra, letting it fall away as her big tits come out into both Jay's and my view. My hands reach up once again to rub them, squeeze them, and tug on her nipple."Oh, Chris. You always knew how to call on me and make me wet for that big cock of yours."

Jay's eyes are fixed on my bridge player while I'm playing with his wife's tits."You like watching this, don't you, Jay ? Sitting over there and playing with your niggling cock while I play with your wife."I slide my mitt down Connie's tum and reach down for the hem of her skirt. I start tugging it up her legs and over her sexy, all-encompassing hips, finally bunching it up around her waist. Now one LE musical composition of fabric between me and that aphrodisiac ass of hers. My left deal reaches back down and slides into the front of her panty as I look up and see Jay's anxious center aimed at his wife's genitalia."Well, I guess that's not fair is it ?"I say."fiddling rooster Jay needs to see what I'm doing to his married woman ”. I pull her step-in to the side and let Jay set his eyes on Connie's puss as my fingers make contact with it.

Connie's groan start to get louder, her grip on my prick more firm, her other manus starting to tug on my hair. My cock has now grown into a steel rod, straining hard against my slacks. My finger are slowly form roundabout over her pussy sass and button, sliding up and down her slit, applying pressure to her clit, then working them back down towards her pickle, teasing her slowly while my former script continues its assault on her mamilla."I'm going to do smutty things to your married woman's tight little pussy, Jay. I'm going to stretch so much your little dick won't even touch the side going in."

"Stop screw teasing me already. I need that fat cock"Connie says. She pushes herself away from my grip, turns herself around to front me and practically rips away my shirt, snapping a couple of release off in her hurriedness. She gets down on her knees working feverishly on my belt and bloomers, trying to gain inside and pull my big pecker out. She can't root for it out over the top, seeing red in frustration, then push my gasp down to the trading floor."Oh fuck yes, that's the cock I've been waiting for"she says as my dick finally unblock from its confines bobs in her face.

She wraps her proper hand around the base, pointing it up at the ceiling and in truthful well old Connie fashion, starts massaging my balls with the other hand as she starts licking from the base all the way up my shaft. She licks every side of my cock, covering it in saliva, then swirls her tongue around the tip just before setting her lips on top of my node. This is definitely the girl I remember. Connie starts sucking on my tip, applying late sucking until my tip slips past her backtalk. Her sassing now firmly sealed around my mushrooms, she starts wrapping her lingua around it, slurping and stroking just like I remember her doing all of those years ago. Connie's other hand is firmly rubbing my balls as she keeps working on the rest of my fat cock.

"Oh fuck, I always loved the way you sucked my shaft, Connie. Isn't she great, Jay ?"Connie looks over her berm at her husband and says"I could never wet-nurse his little cock like this, I need a big cock in my mouth."She returns her attention to my cock and keeps sucking firmly while she strokes my long, knockout and fat rotating shaft, slurping speech sound escaping her backtalk. Connie is moaning around my putz like she always did driving me so close to the edge. It has only been about a minute and I was almost cook to botch my lode in her backtalk. Connie never missed a beat. She clamped one hand on the al-Qaida of my shaft, applied a little more pressure sensation on my balls, and just liked that backed me off the boundary so she could get back to work.

I moved my hips a bit to the incline, Connie's mouth and manpower staying with me the full-of-the-moon prison term. I wanted to be sure enough Jay had a good aspect of his wife being such a slut for a big, fat cock, her sucking it for everything she was worth just like back in college. Her spit was starting to run down the sides of my shaft as she kept slurping on the tip and sucking her. Connie was using that as Sir Thomas More lubrication to stroke me faster and harder, now wanting to function me up to the boundary."Show Jay how a real number stopcock come in a whores mouth"she said. That was all it took for me. She sealed those backtalk around the head again, pumped furiously on my shaft and lifted my balls almost as if to coax the cum out of them.

I looked over at Jay and grunted loudly, wanting to be sure he knew I was cumming in his wife's mouth correct then and there. When I looked at him, he had pulled his small dick out of his zip fastener and was stroking himself with a couple of his finger's breadth, not having a lot to fiddle with. I grabbed Connie's head and pushed my tool to the spinal column of her throat, first blasting the insides of her back talk with cum and then relishing the washing waves of a monolithic orgasm with my tip seated firmly in her throat with Connie never letting up. I thought she was done but boy was I wrong.

Connie backed her mouth up from my rooster until only the tip was in her mouth again. She kept rubbing my heavy sacking and stroking my shaft, unrelenting in her pursual."God darn, Connie. You got ever drop,"I said. She looks up at me and says"Mmmmm, I know and it tasted so ripe. Now you have to persist hard so you can show Jay how a literal cock screwing a tight little pussy like mine."This woman was going to get me insane. I looked up at Jay again and said"You hear that, Jay ? Your wife wants this big, fat cock to stretch her kitty-cat. She's just not getting enough from your little prick ”.

Connie kept sucking until she was fulfil then finally pulled her talk away from my pecker, leaning up to snog me. I never really liked kissing a girl after popping a fresh load of cum in her mouthpiece but this seemed to commove her so I went with it. I could still taste a little bit of it on her lingua as she swirled it into my oral cavity and at that moment, I frankly didn't care. This woman was a hellcat, knew what she wanted and by God she was going to get it. Connie still had her hand working my dick as she kissed me, me looking over her shoulder again watching piffling Jay play with his minuscule toy and smiling at him.

I sat on the edge of the bed, finally kicking off my shoes and freeing myself from my pants. Connie was about to wax me, getting ready to range me with her legs on either side of meat. I pushed her back and said"Oh no, Jay needs to cause a good thought of your pussycat getting stretched over this fat cock."She got such a cheating look on her face as she twirled her body around, her hair bouncing and flinging about just as I remembered back to those daylight in college. I spread her legs blanket, held her hips, and slowly lowered her onto my satiate tip.



Jay's eye lit up and he feverishly went to town on his minuscule tool as my cock started to part Connie's lips. Her sassing slowly engulfed my tip which found its way to her entrance."Oh fuck, I can already remember exactly what this is going to feel like"she said, feeling the pressure level against her puss. Connie reached down with one of her hands and spread her pussy brim unfold."Get a thoroughly look at this, Jay. This is what a real cock expression like going into a pussy."With that, she let all of her weight drop curtain on top of my cock plunging it mystifying into her kitty."OH FUCK ! THAT COCK tone SO GOOD stretch MY PUSSY !"Connie is almost losing her mind at this point, instantly gushing all over my beam and balls.

Jay's eyes are locked on the setting before him, a big fat cock plunged deep into his wife's pussy. Connie's kitty stretched tightly around my shaft. My hands holding his wife's hips. He instantly cums as soon as my total shaft is absorbed by his married woman's kitty-cat. He shoots cum all over his pants and hired man, jerking his little prick like his biography depended on it. Connie looks up at him and says"Oh your poor little fucker. You haven't seen anything yet. fare on, Chris. Fuck this pussy with that big cock of yours like I know you can."

I grab Connie's hips and allay her off my shaft a few column inch, giving me some elbow room to act. I start thrusting my hips in and out of her pussy hard, libertine and cryptic. Connie begins to howl, leaning forward, ass back, hands on her articulatio genus holding herself up as I keep assaulting her from below. I look over at Jay again, cum smeared all over his short dick and hand, still rubbing his limp dick watching intently as my fat peter slash in and out of his married woman.

"Oh fucking, I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum. piece of tail, I'm going to cum all over your fat cock ! AHHHHHH ! ”. Connie lets loose a torrent of succus spraying all over my shaft and the base and bed beneath us. She collapses back onto me, relishing in the afterglow of an intense orgasm and breathing heavily as she lays on top of me with my hard cock still firmly inside of her."Fuck, I haven't cum that intemperate since the finale time you fucked me. I just love your big cock ”. She reaches down and strokes over her pussy, my shaft, then running her fingers over my clod."Looks like someone needs a little cleaning ”, noticing her juices completely covered me.

She gets up, taking a mo to steady herself, looking up at Jay and says,"I fucking hope you learned something from that."Connie then proceeds to her knee and starts her usual manipulations of my dick and balls. This time, she starts at the tip and works her way down my shot, licking up all of her juices from me. She moves further down to my balls, sucking them into her mouth and cleaning them with a nice spit bathing tub. Noticing a few trickles of juice further down, she starts working her clapper past my contamination. Not one to impede a ladies progress, I put my stage up in the air, laying monotonous on my back as this aphrodisiacal charwoman starts licking back and Forth from my balls to my asshole. I reach up to arrest my leg and steady them while Connie spreads me and starts tonguing my mother fucker. She always did that so well.

She was really working herself in there, keeping my ball up with one hand and stroking me with the other. I take a point over her head, Jay still sitting there watching intently and rubbing his flaccid piffling cock, barely able-bodied to use two finger on it. He wasn't even average when he was hard but he was tiny when he was soft."I bet she never does anything like this for you, does she Jay ?"I say to him over the top of his married woman's head. He just lowers his head in shame and shakes it back and forth.

Once Connie is slaked cleaning me, she stands herself up and looks over at Jay."He'll never fuck me good enough with that hapless picayune thing for me to even retrieve about doing him any party favor. Now get up, Chris and thrust that big turncock in me some more."She jumps on the bed, getting on all fours, being for sure to face her married man. She spread her legs out giving me passel of elbow room to get in behind her. Her helping hand are pressed firmly into the mattress getting cook for what's about to come in. Her big, gorgeous tits hanging like pendulums.

I slide in behind her and rub my tip up and down her sass a span of times making sure she's Nice and wet for me. I put my mushroom cloud head against her possibility and grab her articulatio coxae, looking up at Jay sitting there in shame. I lock middle with him, hold onto Connie's pelvic arch firmly, then thrust forward shoving my total cock into her pussy all at one time, pulling her pelvic arch back to touch my thrust. Connie belly laugh from hullabaloo, relishing in the feeling of having her pussy filled again with a big, fat pecker."Fuck, I missed having such a big dick around. I love the way my twat feels when it's filled."

I pulled my rose hip back slowly, guiding my shaft away from her cunt until just the tip was inside her before ramming it right back into Connie."UGH !"yelled Connie."Fuck yes ! Deep and hard is how I like it."I took slow cam stroke out then force my cock back into her, making a big display of slowly pulling my rose hip back before ramming my peter back into Jay's wife's pussy. After doing this about fifteen metre, Connie looks back at me and says"Quit teasing Jay you bastard and fuck me with that blockheaded shaft like you mean it ”.

medicine to my ears. I grabbed her rose hip and started pumping my spear into her like a plunger on a slipstream car giving her everything I had. Connie hang over below me, dropping her head to the mattress, arching her back and pressing her ass back to take on each of my jab. This cleaning lady wanted a good hard fuck and she was going to get it. Her titty were swinging back and forth, still stiff and grade not sagging enough to meet the mattress. She clearly did not pass any sum of money of time without a bra on holding those puppies up. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her case up, making sure Jay could see the reflexion on her grimace as I continued pounding trench and toilsome into her puss. Connie's oral cavity was love feast, eye shut tightly, uttering only sounds at this percentage point as the phone of shape hitting flesh filled the room.

Over and over again her cunt gushed all over my shot, cumming repeatedly from my ravishment on her slit. The bed was getting soaked with her cunt succus feeling it dampen under my knees. I got this malign thought of her making him kip in it, right where I had fucked his married woman. I pulled back harder on her hair, her chest lifting up and back arching more. I pulled her back against my dresser because I just needed to get my workforce on those titty again. I reached around her and looked at Jay with a smile on my face while he watched me squeeze Connie's mamilla and continued pounding her pussy."FUCK ! FUCK ! FUCK !"Connie screams out almost in despair from another orgams, her physical structure shaking and wooden leg quivering as I keep laying it on. Her snatch clamp down around my cock and sends me right over the sharpness. There was no holding back this time, no edging and no tantalization. I thought about pulling out and cumming on her ass but where would the fun be in that.

I lock eyes with Jay again, taking a couple more long, hard and cryptical thrusting into Connie's pussy before burying myself to the hilt and making a display of filling her pussy with my warhead."Oh fuck I can palpate your cock throbbing inside of me. feeling so soundly when you cum in my pussy."If my action mechanism weren't clear enough I was filling his married woman's puss with cum, Connie sure as hell let him know. I let go of Connie's body and she collapses forward, well spent and well fucked. I pull myself out of her looking down at her gorgeous ass and a piddling bit of cum seeping from her kitty lips. I walk into the john and see two towels sitting on the stand labeled"His"and"Hers ”. What cheesy fucks ? I think to myself. I reach for"His"towel and wipe Connie's cunt juice and my cum off onto the towel before tossing it onto the cesspool leaving no doubt what it was used for.

I walk back into the room taking deep, long breaths worn out from that great roll in the hay and start putting my clothes on. I look up to see Connie's sitting on the edge of the bed, branch spread wide-cut open, holding Jay's mouth to her kitty."Mmmmmm, yes, that's it baby. houseclean his cum out of my pussy."What the hell did I take the air into ? I wondered, not having a whole lot of personal experience with this. I finish getting dressed, a couple of buttons missing from my shirt and search back at the shot before me, Jay still lapping away sucking my cum out of Connie's slit. Connie's head is tilted back loving every second of it.

I shrug my shoulders and head for the threshold. I don't know if this is a regular thing for them but if it is, I'm trusted I'll get another call