Crissy 25 is divorced and a hot babe with a gorgeous typeface and has a liking for quondam men. The successful, powerful case in their mid 50s. She loves being used by them. It drives her wild. She craves begrime sex with them. And she 's built to be enjoyed. Gorgeous. Sexy Very fuckable. Tonight she is meeting a new sr. man. From the rag, hearsay
and my messages, I 'm very, very ill-gotten. Crissy can hardly wait, she was dressed to kill, or be fucked senseless. All in melanise. short-circuit apparel with a zipper up the front. Black stockings. blackness boots. Black coat. If she undid the coat and unzipped the frock, I could wager with her naked front very easily. She is dressed to be exposed to me. Crissy is always looking for post -- shroud niche in coffee shops, secluded alleys -- to be ravished. Being finger fucked where she might be seen force back her to misdirection. The doorbell rang, Crissy checked herself in the mirror. tinker's dam, she looked nice. Plenty of segmentation. Plenty of leg. She opened the door. A very presentable honest-to-goodness man is standing there, with flowers and chocolates. `` Crissy ? '' `` St. John the Apostle ? '' `` Flowers and umber, '' I said, advancing towards her. `` Mmmm, '' Crissy replied, taking them in each bridge player. I kept coming, until I had her pinned up against a wall. I put a mitt on each breast. `` Very courteous, '' I whispered in her ear. `` Mmmmm, '' she replied, arching her rachis to give me honest access.
I took hold of her hair and her chin, and kissed her, my tongue violating her oral cavity. Her uncoerced mouth. She sighs.
My hand lantern slide down her body, exploring it. Right down her second joint, on the outside of her dress. Then up her thigh -- on the inside of her wearing apparel. My handwriting closed on her pussy.

Crissy dropped the chocolates and sighs again. This is so squeamish. I caress her pussy. Then I move her scanty aside and encounter with her pussy sassing. She pushes her ass against the wall in admiration, giving me in force access. I slide a finger up her. I finger bonk her, slowly and hard. screw that is nice. I have a thick finger's breadth. I slide a indorse fingerbreadth up her twat, and fuck her toilsome and fast. I pull my fingers out of her, placing my hands against the paries, one on each face of her, startling her. As I press into her dorsum, I whisper into her ear, `` A warm introduction before dinner. '' She smiles and said, `` Oh, did you see something you liked ? '' I press my hard peter against her ass. After knowing her for a few transactions, I knew exactly what she liked. `` Mmmmmm, yeah ... your beautiful ass flashing me. '' I feel her pushing back at me. `` Ugh ... my ass is huge, '' she said. `` I wish I could firm it up, but as much as I work out, it 's still huge. '' I slip my custody down to her brass. Firmly caressing them, I moan into her ear. `` Mmmmm I think your ass is staring. '' She pushes back into my hands as I squeezed her butt end. My cock is straining against my jeans, trying to fuck her through the rough cloth. As she rubbed her ass against my pecker, I unzip the front of her clothes, rubbing her business firm breasts in my palms. She is not wearing a bra, her gentle, full white meat feel incredible. Rubbing them more forcefully, she moans louder. We dry-fucked leaning against the bulwark, thrusting our hips together as I work her teat between my fingers. `` Ohhhh God, lavatory, '' she moans. `` Fuck me, John ... .Ohhh John ... ..Fuck me now. '' She reached behind her, unzipping my pants, and shoved her deal into my underwear. quick stroking her hand up and down my peter, I pull her handwriting off of me, pushing the front of my pants down low enough to release my cock and kickoff rubbing my cock up and down the length of her wet kitty.

Crissy reaches underneath and snaffle my cock again, more forcefully this time as she guided me into her. I moan loudly as half my cock slipped into her with one operose thrust. I 'm slamming my cock deep inside of her. I keep one manus squeezing her mamilla as I dropd the other down to her wet bitch. I spread her juices up and down, feeling my cock diving in and out of her as she held onto the wall. My finger glossy with her wetness, I move it up to her hard clit. Crissy moans gimcrack and shoves her ass back at me over and over, my full distance stretching her close pussy with each thrust as I fingered her clitoris. Crissy 's moans are getting louder as we fuck faster and harder, my fingerbreadth furiously rubbing her snatch. Without warning, her pussycat brawniness clenched me hard as her orgasm hit, squeezing me like a vise bass inside her. I tried thrusting my cock into her, but she closed her legs, stopping me from moving. Her tight cunt clenched me over and over as she came. I feel my own orgasm building as Crissy released her vise-like grasp on my cock. I quickly tug my hammer in and out, barely pulling back before slamming back deep inside her. I can barely speak, as I keep mumbling `` Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, '' over and over. My hands on her hips, pulling her rear and Forth on my cock, as I feel my globe start to boil. As the cum rode through my tool I drive my beam late inside her pie-eyed pussy one last fourth dimension, filling her with my full nine inches as I moan loud. I came hard, shooting warhead after load of cum inside her, as Crissy squeezed me inside her again, milking me dry. She shifted her hips, and I pop out of her. Turning around, she took my muggy tool in her hands, and carefully tucked it back in my shorts. Zipping me back up, she kissed me softly on the lips. `` That was marvelous, whoremonger, '' she purred. Hugging me tightly she said, `` Maybe we 'll consume a chance to do that again after dinner. But now, we have to go to the restaurant. '' I smiled at her as I turned to give the door, `` After dinner party dessert ! ''

After dinner we returned and disinvest. Crissy reached between her wide-spread thighs and timidly grasped the Brobdingnagian one-eyed monstrosity and guided it towards her quivering twat. I pushed into her then gave her a instant to adjust
for my size before driving deeper into her. She gasped but could n't catch her breath as I buried my thickset cock all the way to the hilt. It is as if she had been speared in the kitty and stabbed in the belly with a right gig.
My lips covered hers as she let out a moan that she never thought had been in her. I start a slow in and out apparent motion as the sides of her pussy tries to grip the massive cock on the out accident with a sucking sound. She has her
first of many orgasms that night. Her house, long legs came up to hold on my hips and thighs. We now move as one. All she cares about is the wiz of stark womanhood. She has never been so carry through in her life story. It came from
experience, the most wonderful experience that she has ever experienced in her life sentence. She feels like she must own
died and gone to nirvana, at least to an erotic nirvana ! She did n't know how long she was fucked but she did n't worry. Her blissfulness is interrupted only when one of my fingers began exploring the tight push button of her pair of virginals anus. She squealed as the number one knuckle made its way into her blind drunk back passageway. She had another sexual climax as I inserted my digit all the way into her cherry asshole. Then when she just about could n't remain firm it any more, I wiggled another
digit deep inside her ass. I finally shot my hot seminal fluid deeply inside her stretch along, unprotected womb. She lay there exhausted when I got up off of her. She is so tired she did n't balk when she feels herself being turned over
by me.

Crissy is loving the way I 'm treating her. She is on the edge the altogether prison term, waiting for my next move. She knew I was a danger with a capital D. Not physically dangerous. I 'm grave because she lost control. I took control of her and enjoyed her. I whispered in her ear `` I 'm not done with you yet ... I will have sex you when I feel like it, where I feel like it and as many times as I want ... Now get on all quaternity. '' I kneel behind her, I lick up the scissure of her ass to the belittled of her back. She shrieks and surges forward in alarm system. She looks back over her shoulder in horror as ever nerve ending in her body jangled. It is like getting scrubbed by a warm, wet length of Scotch brite. She did n't move ... she did n't breath. She feels demented to her breadbasket. I lick her pussy again and she made a disgusting noise, something a real bitch might lay down. tears ran down her boldness and splattered onto the bed, sucked up almost immediately by the sheet. I licked her for five minutes, getting her wet and raw. She feels every trivial sandpaper pearl on my natural language because she routinely shaves to save herself scavenge -- she had done so that break of day -- there is no faint nighttime pubic pilus to volunteer any auspices. Her clitoris, her swollen outer lips, the mouth of her vagina and especially her anus all got the discourse. The way I went after her with my lingua, with such unconvincing vigor -- I 'd driven her across the bed. Then I mounted her and locked my powerful arms around her torso and she screamed in complete and utter little terror. I push forward with my cock, not so much searching for her pussy as dive-bombing it. She wailed again and tried to cringe away across the bed but I lunged forward over her. I growled in her ear, `` you stay the piece of tail still ! '' `` Okay, I 'm yours ! I 'm whatever you want ! I 'll do anything you tell me to ! Just please, delight do n't hu -- ''

She sucked in an agonized breathing time as my hot sticky shaft entered her cunt. She shrieked and her body stir trying to get me out. Instead, I worked myself in deeper. '' No, '' She sobbed. `` Please no Sir Thomas More ! Let me go ! '' Instead, she crawled forward under me until her head hit the head teacher circuit card of the bed. She is crying hot tears, the tears burning her eyes. My cock is hot as it slamsing in and out of her, gouging her vagina, assaulting her, destroying her sanity one thrust at a time. It is more painful than she could ever have imagined. `` Nuhungunaaaah, '' She is unable to pull in coherent noises. She is a womanhood with a demon on her back ... and in her vagina. I continue walking her forward with my poke. Driving her unmercifully forward until her head had only one place to go -- down and against the bed. She knelt there, jammed against the head table, her buttock pressed brutally against the bed while I slammed into her. By now she is sobbing so heavily her chest of drawers tactile property like it is exploding. Her body aching. Her vagina is sore and I still fucked her. `` Please Stop, please do n't do this to me, '' She kept saying, over and over again. Twisted with her head locked against the head board, she found herself watching between her legs as I fucked her. My cock is as big around as her forearm-pasty white with a cobweb pattern of brutal red vein. It is a invertebrate foot long at least. But terrifying as it is, what is at the end of it is worse. Because there, twice the heaviness of the shaft and an even furious red and white color, is a horrendous round knot. `` No, '' She moaned plaintively as I continued to have sex her. `` I ca n't. I ca n't. No, no, no, please. '' But I told her, she could and that she would and soon she did. She watched as the burl grew nearer to her with every thrusting. Then the Calidris canutus hit her with a sucking, slurping audio that made her retch with revulsion, stuck in her for a moment before I yanked myself back ... and the wave of pain hit her like a Pacific tidal Wave. On the fifth try I finally made it in and she is thrashing around wildly with the pain and making horrific noise and beating at my thighs with her fists. Then my hot cum came cascading down her thighs and onto the bed beneath us, she is cramping so violently that she screamed ... and then she passed out .