`` You keep staring at my legs. '' Samantha did n't even look at me. She just knew. My wife cassie had gone to bed an hour ago but I was staying up to hang out with our house guest, her best supporter. My wife is seven months meaning right now and she has been falling asleep early each nighttime so Samantha and I have been watching a few belated night movies together.

'' Sorry. '' I said. We had made a makeshift bed for her on the level of our living room with cushions and blankets that she could catch some Z's on. It took up the entire floor and butted right up against our couch too. So after scented wattle had gotten up to go to bed, it left just me and Samantha laying in her pseudo bed.

She was n't even distracted from the movie we were watching as she said, `` It 's fine. I 'm used to guys staring. ``

'' I bet. '' I hated how cocky she was.

She asked, `` You like long legs ? ``

What sort of head is that ? But I gave the answer she was looking for. `` Sure. Does n't everyone ? ``

'' scented wattle does n't really have long legs. Thats all. '' She finally looked at me.

'' I like her branch too. '' I countered lamely, `` I love different SHAPE. People like dissimilar matter. For example I like a big ass and you do n't really find big arse sexy. ``

I knew that Samantha had said that she did n't wish big tail end because she had said as very much to sweet acacia which we thought was odd because it was the alone characteristic about herself that Samantha did n't think was perfect. I did.

She got a trivial defensive, saying `` I like a big posterior. I just think it should n't be too big. ``

I pushed a lilliputian farther. `` Cassie said you do n't like your ass. ``

She brushed off my scuttlebutt easily. `` I like my ass but I wish it was a trivial pocket-size. ``

'' No way ! '' I said.

'' Yeah ? '' She seemed to feel this funny remark. `` You like it, huh ? ``

'' I do. If you were n't best acquaintance with my wife I would be hitting on you right now. '' I said. I could n't believe that I was feeding her ego like this.

'' That would n't be cool sheik. She 's like my sister. But you know that. '' She said flatly.

'' I know, I said if you WERE N'T ... '' I said irritably.

'' Oh dependable ... cuz I thought you were trying to get me drunk with this wine ... and weed makes me horny. '' She was blunt and she was playing me.

'' Well I ca n't apologize about that. '' I said.

'' So what do you like about big butts ? I just think they 're fat. And I do n't want to be fat. '' She wanted more flattery.

'' That 's what 's so good about yours. You have foresighted legs and a flat tummy and thin arms but you still have this big unit of ammunition pillage. It 's awesome. '' I said.

Taken aback a little by my immediate assessment of her body she said, `` Thanks, I guess. ''

'' You asked. '' I protested. `` I 'm just being good. Women should be balmy in places, thats what makes them so attractive. If a cleaning lady works out too much and she gets pectoral ... yuck. Tone is nice but you want a big butt and subdued knocker. ``

'' Oh, I have perfect tit. They 're awesome. '' Samantha was so confident.

I kept staring at her legs and she did n't put them away.

'' You 're still staring. '' She said without looking my way.

'' Yeah ... '' I said.

Casually she said, `` We should just fuck and get it out of the way. ``

I was shocked. `` What ? ``

'' Just physical. No big great deal. This fucking movie is making me hornlike and Steve is at family and you 're here and Cassie 's asleep. I just want some firing. Can you plow that ? '' She said.

I was blown away. `` Seriously ? ``

'' Yeah. Look I saw the porn on your computer earlier too, okay ? Got some picks of me mixed in there too I see. It was pretty fucking filthy ! ''

That leveled me. I did n't bonk what to say. `` Oh ... Yeah ... I ... ''

'' I think we can concord to just keep this physical. I just want to get off. I would n't be the first girl who fucked her sister 's boyfriend. '' She said.

'' hubby. '' I reminded her.

'' Right. Well we 're also not really sister either. '' She could be snooty when she felt like it. `` I 'll pretend it tardily for you. ``

And with that Samantha popped up off the floor mattress and slid down her fuddled little swag shorts down those long thighs and then got on all fours facing away from me. Facing the tv in fact. So she could hold back watching the movie.

Her ass was so fucking perfect, two perfect peaches and her long thigh propped them up to a perfect rooster stature. Her tan was favourable on her tegument and I could make out her private pink, so curtly and neatly trimmed but completely inviting and sweet.

She sunk down onto her elbows and said over her shoulders. `` What are you waiting for ? ``

I did n't have an solution for that. So in lieu of a decrepit alibi I got up behind her and got my stopcock out. I was achingly unvoiced now.

'' No condom ? '' I asked.

'' I think it 'll be okay this one time. Who 's gon na have it away ? '' She said it offhandedly, already bored.

I spit on my script and rubbed it over the brain of my cock to get it wet before running over her sass to observe the right spot.

She shuddered a duo sentence saying, `` Go tardily. I want to you to really find me. ``

I do as she asks and go slow at first, just dipping into her an inch or two each time. She was close than scented wattle, but still wet and I kept dipping deeper. It felt so good.

I dug my fingers into her cheeks like I had always wanted to. Bent over like this, Samantha 's hip meat pinched and squeezed out the back making her ass even juicier. My finger's breadth sink in and steer her, pulling her toward me to my rhythm.

She moans. I am thrilled that she 's enjoying my efforts. I reach inscrutable and hit bottom inside her. Just at her deepest could I experience her big warm cheeks tinge my stomach slightly. Touch down.

I fuck her a little harder and promote her further until her ass is slapping against me with a clapping sound.

'' Yes ! Keep doing that ! '' Samantha was enjoying herself.

sweet acacia told me that Samantha did n't like kinky stuff. I was so happy to be inside her like this that I did n't dare try anything that might turn her off. Instead I dumbly said, `` This was a really right idea ! ``

She did n't appear to care what I said. She was just getting her fuck on. But there was a tenseness in her vocalism as she concentrated on getting herself off. `` Yeah, keep going ! I 'm gon na cum ! stay fresh your voice down, you do n't desire Cassie to wake up ! ``

We both chuckled a little. We each knew that my married woman was a pretty ponderous sleeper. Samantha was such a filthy friend to sweet wattle. I knew she did n't cave in a fuck about anybody but herself. Not that I was in any locating to judge her. I do n't even corresponding Samantha but I ca n't assist myself and here I am laughing at my wife behind her back.

She whispered. `` I 'm going to cum right now ! ``

'' Already ? '' I could n't conceive she was cumming so soon. For some reasonableness I did n't intend it would be so wanton but I was n't going to complain.

'' Yeah ! Yes, yes ... yup ! Aww thats spirit so fucking good ! Do n't stop ! Do n't check ! Yeesssss ! '' With a groan she bumped up on me to the hilt, held herself there and gently ground her puss against me.

I slowed for a second and gave her a abbreviated rest, just enjoying the prospect of her outstanding peach of an ass as her rachis flexed, unarching slowly. Her ribcage expanded and contracted through her tight little tshirt as she came down from her peak. My dick slid in and out of her so well-to-do now slick with her juices.

'' I 'm a really easygoing lay. '' She said.

I could n't disagree. `` I 'm not complaining. ``

I started up again as I gripped her thick whitened ass boldness in my greedy fingers.

She said, `` Fuck ! You 're a bit bigger than Steve. '' That 's always nice to get a line. I started getting a dependable rhythm going when she said, `` Okay, my knees are killing me. ``

At initiative I thought she was signalling that she was done now and I should put my drawers back on. That was the kind of spoiled princess play I 'd expect from her. Instead, she got up off her knee and brushed her shorts to her mortise joint and stepped out of them in a graceful pace and pulled her footling tshirt over her head. My cock was fixed and pointing at her as if to accuse the culprit in this crime.

She had a smirk on her cheek that betrayed her utter confidence as she stood over me completely naked, knowing that I was transfixed by her unadulterated consistency. Her arrogance was justified and even though that kind of forwardness irritated me, right now I found it mesmerizingly attractive.

She sat on the sofa, spread those second joint and offered me an invitation to her again.

'' Oh yeah. That 's way better. '' She said. `` You can finish now. ``

I jumped over and aimed my promontory back between her shiny lips and was mounting her again. Her long slender legs folded around me and I ran my hands their entire duration. They were so indulgent. Her downey blonde whisps of hairsbreadth were thin out high up on her thigh and she seemed to be blessed not to throw to knock off often. A priveledged life that she never knew a laborious day 's work had made her shaped for only one activity.

As I drove back into her warm, dear wetness her pegleg wrapped around my waist, urging me deeper.

Each poke caused her exquisite b cups to shimmy with a slight bouncing. I clamped my paw onto them and gave them a serious hug.

'' Tell me my breast are complete. '' She made you feel like she could just get off on herself and probably did.

'' Tell me they 're thoroughgoing. '' She urged me again.

It was difficult to debate with her and even more hard to do anything that would put an end to fucking her so deeply same this.

I gave in. I resented it and then owned it. `` They 're perfect. They are so fucking beautifully perfect. I love them. '' I did n't care about my pride anymore. I just wanted to keep fucking her like this.

inclination over her like this, my hired man propping me up, our faces got closer and closer until we were millimetre apart. It was so natural to kiss your lover, but we both knew, had agreed to hold open this unemotional, not personal. But I wanted to now. In the moment it was irressistable. The latent hostility hung in the air as we fucked, her each little expression so confidant to me now. She was exquisite.

Our brim just touched. Not a osculation. Just an stroke. Then again.

On a subsequent invasion her mouth parted in a gasp and I rode in on her inhalation and waited for her to reciprocate. It was a kiss.

The first few were passel and that became more of a lip mashing smack and before we knew it, my spit was in her mouth. She was a marshy kisser, juvenile but passionate and I relished the feeling of her wet tongue in my mouth. We both enjoyed just how wrongfulness it all was.

She came up for air to say, `` Remember, do n't cum in me. ``

I was already trying to hold back and said so, `` That 's not going to be light ... ''

She teased me, saying, `` Knocking up your wife is going to deliver to be enough for you. I 'm not going to excuse to my expert booster that I 'm having her husband 's infant. ``

I could n't tell if she was saying it because it was true or because she wanted me to cum faster. I had to slacken down a short to not cum right there and then.

She was fucking hot and started to cum on me again. I guess the dirty lecture was working for her too or else she just came really easily because she was gyrating back and forth under me, a glassy doped up euphoric flavour in her pit eyes.

'' Do n't cum yet ! Just hold on a picayune longer. '' She urged me rich as she finished, but I could n't stop now. It was too good.

I said, `` You 're gon na make me cum right now ! ``

'' No ! You wo n't ! '' She was sober. `` If you do n't cum inside me I 'll let you cum on my typeface or my perfect tits ... '' She let the words hang in the air.

'' O.K. ! '' I said.

I pulled out and stood up. My deal on my cock pumping away.

She sat back lazily touching her bosom, thinking I would just want to spray up her breadbasket and chest.

'' Come here ! '' I gestured for her to scooch to the edge of the couch and bring her face closer.

'' I want to cum on your face. '' I said.

She smirked, `` I knew it. ``

'' I like your bosom too '', I said giving them a squeeze.

'' But you really want to cum on my nerve. '' She said it in a way that let me know she knew how I really felt about her but she did n't really care.

'' Yeah I do. '' I said.

'' What do you want me to do ? '' She was so cooperative. I loved it.

'' I want you to smile like you 're getting your word-painting taken. '' I was going to cum now and I pushed my rose hip forward to aim the tip of my prick at her face.

Mere inches away, she did n't even wince. Instead she looked up at me and said, `` Really ? I always knew you did kinky stuff with Acacia farnesiana ! I knew it ! ``

Then she looked up at me and gave me the unadulterated big toothy smile from ear to ear. Her trademark smile. Her Fe clad defense against the Earth and I was going to cum on that perfect, smiling boldness ...

I said, `` Thank you '' and let unloose a torrent of cum up her face. She blinked to enchant the first gob in her cilium. Striping her os frontale I blasted off a few more than multiplication, successfully glazing her toothy smile. She was pretty and I said so.

She said thanks and as she did, the pool of semen piled on top of her teeth drained into her lip and onto her tongue.

'' Happy now ? '' She asked.

I nodded.

'' You want me to get down it ? '' I could tell she was n't into it but offered anyway.

'' Yes. '' Of course I did !

'' Tell me this was n't the fuck of your life ! '' She was so cocky and egotistical. I knew she was just competing with my wife now. She wanted me to betray Cassie even Thomas More than we already had.

She wanted to know that she was serious than my wife and all I had to say to justify her unbridle sentiency of ego worth was, `` It was. ``

She swallowed with that cocky flavor on her look. Even with gobs of cum sliding down her cheek she had no ignominy. `` You 're welcome ! ``

'' Thank you ! '' The Good Book tumbled out foolishly.

feigning not to get a line what I said, Samantha stood up. `` I better go wash my face off before we get caught. ''

She strutted of to the privy naked, throwing her pelvic arch decidedly as she bounced off to scavenge herself up.

When she came back I had put myself away and was sitting back where we had started watching the pic. Samantha returned, dressed in her shorts and tshirt again like nil had ever happened. She sat down beside me and lit the joint up again.

coughing on the grass she said, `` We can do this again every once in a while. But you ca n't tell Cassie. ``

She did n't even chafe passing to me either, smokingmy gage to herself ! And I still gave her what she wanted, saying, `` O.K.. ``

She smiled and said, `` I know I can trust you, because I know you 'll do anything to get to be inside me again. It 's almost cute if it was n't just a little pathetic. ``

I did n't say anything until she turned to me, `` assure me I 'm right. That you will do anything I want so you can roll in the hay me again and that it 's pitiful. Admit it, right now or this will never happen again. ``

I admit everything and she turns back to the tv, still smug and chesty, saying, `` That 's right… ''

Needless to say I encourage my married woman to have her friend stoppage with us whenever possible. Samantha 's mellifluous pussy is worth it every time .