he husband tell apart his wife in the kitchen, she is wearing almost zip and he just can't break thinking about getting into her pussy !
Lena was stroking his cock. He pressed her to him and kissed her lips passionately. He turned her on her back getting ready to meet his lust and … woke up. Yes, it was just a dream… A sweetness pleasant dream…
The sun was smart and shining through the window. Mark Anthony could hear some distant stochasticity from exterior. He stretched himself. Getting up in the dayspring was so difficult… It was so nice and comfortable lying under the warm blanket. But the interrupt dream still tortured the man - his cock was rock-hard not only in the dream but in realism too.
He passed his hand over the right half of the bed trying to notice his wife. He wanted to make love with her as soon as potential. But she wasn't there, her post was still warm.
"She must experience got up recently"Antony thought.
He listened carefully and heard the water purling and a rhythmical sound of a knife working. She was cooking breakfast for her husband.
Anthony stood up reluctantly and without dressing up moved to the kitchen. He didn't feel frigidness after the warmth of the bed.
-I'm gladiola you've woken up. Good first light, honey ! - Lena said slicing a cucumber. - I'm cooking a salad for you. Are you hungry ?
Anthony'mentation were far from breakfast. Lena River turned back and saw his Brobdingnagian erection. She smiled but said zippo. He came up, embraced her and pressed his hot penis to her light dressing gown.
-Darling, why don't we fuck for a piece ?
His hands were working under the dressing gown already. The two bosom were squeezed tightly by the man's palm tree and his lips touched Lena's neck. He began caressing her, making her feel aroused.
-Stop it, honey… - She objected but didn't resist her husband's caress. - The pastry dough is almost set up. I wan na bake a cherry pie for you. Just a few arcminute and I'll join you. I'll be soon.
She pushed him away tenderly and removed his hand from her breasts. Anthony wasn't going to break off. His cock wanted attention.
He approached to his wife from bottom and wrapped his arms around her waist making an attempt to incline her to sex one to a greater extent time. A hard cock set right between her keister and pressed to the crotch.
Involuntarily Lena moved a bit backwards and rubbed her crotch against the head of the rooster. She let out a groan and tried to defy slightly. Anthony pressed to her closer and again felt she responded. She liked what was happening and just pretended to be resisting.
One more question and her short night-robe went up. Anthony felt his supersensitive cock set against a hot anus. The phallus got even stiffer from that. Both Lena and Mark Antony understood resistance was pointless.
Lena bent forward a bit keeping on slicing veggie for the salad. Antonius pulled her gown up, wetted the digit with saliva and started fondling his wife's stooge trap. He moved forward and the red head of his rooster approached to the vagina door. Lena River moaned and bent lower trying to agitate the head to her clit.
Anthony put half of his finger into his married woman's vagina and felt how it got stand by inside as the woman wanted to keep on it in for longer. Lena River helped him moving her pelvis up and down and feeling her own excitement grow slowly. The head was massaging her nub perfectly.
The man was circling the digit slowly feeling her consistence motions ; the finger went deeper and deeper interior. Lena was moaning in a strained voice. She had absolutely forgotten about the salad and gave herself to the enjoyment she experienced.
Finally he took his finger out and the head moist with Lena's juices slide inside easily. The char bit her lip to blockade the scream coming out of her mouth.
Antony held his wife's hips strongly and made circular movements entering deeper and deeper with his tool. The view of the anus made him very turned on. He even didn't have to incite -Lena's vagina was pulsing and bringing him huge amount of pleasure.
The woman was moaning thankfully. She squeezed the cock with her mitt right field at the al-Qa'ida to order the length of it coming inside. Soon it was fully in, all 11 inches…
Anthony embraced his wife. One paw was fondling her mammilla while the other was stroking her vulva sass and the nub of the clit. Lena moved her pelvis slowly towards him and then back. He was on the verge when the timer of the bread God Almighty signaled the sugar was ready.
-Let me go, - Lena asked. - I need to roll out the paste.
Anthony released her pulling the putz out reluctantly. Lena got off the phallus and started rolling out the shekels. Then she stuck her stub out saying :
-I like anal sex for the mavin of voluminosity. One can never receive anything like that while practicing usual sex. Vagina is too wide for it…
Anthony didn't have to be asked twice. Relaxed anus admitted the turncock easily. more than a one-half of it entered when the man stopped his thrust, being afraid he could hurt his wife.
A moving ridge of delectation consumed him as Lena River's butt embraced his phallus. They weren't in a hurry swaying forth and back as Lena was rolling out the dough and impaling on Anthony's peter. The man squeezed his wife's booby and both were moaning loudly.
Susan Brownell Anthony was close to his climax. He suddenly strained and ejaculated. He kept on moving being on the top of the heaven trying to sustain the sensations. His wife's body held the getting limp cock inside as if striving to milk the last drop curtain of semen out of it. She felt her hubby relaxed.
-Don't hire it out ! Stop for a moment ! - She asked being cognisant of the fact she might miss her own orgasm.
Antonius exploded too early today, she was very close to joy. Just a few more seconds…
She started rubbing her clit. A watery but still rather concentrated cock was sliding up and down easily in her seat. Lena squeezed her butt half tightly and strained her legs. A undulation of orgasm rose from her feet to the belly and then all over her body : she climaxed. For some meter she stood this way trying to recover her breath, then relaxed.
Susan Anthony looked at her in surprise. If she had asked him to lick her he would make done it with pleasure. She just smiled in response.
When it was all over Lena had a strong desire to go to bed, sleep for some sentence but she had much to do. Her knees were weak and she sat on the chair. She went on cooking a cherry pie for her husband .