It was tardy as Tom Jackson headed toward the bedroom. The extra department he had been given to manage at work coupled with the prospicient hr was Thomas More than demanding for him. But wishing to propel up the corporate ladder required such sacrifices. He sometimes wondered if the cost was too big. It had cost him his marriage and much of the things that gave meaning to his life. Indeed, it had been over six months since his survive particular date and even farsighted since he had"been with"a woman. He missed that part most of all. Thoughts of his failed marriage and his ex-wife ran through his head. Their sex life had been a great one. Neither one of them had porn lead quality bodies, but they just clicked in bed. She was a short beautiful redheaded woodpecker with belittled bosom and muscular cheerleader legs. Her green eyes and dimpled smile is what first drew him to her. He was a tall man with a stout lean material body. His high school basketball team and hand-to-hand struggle matches had made him both fast and strong.

As he turned out the light, a abstruse slumber soon overtook him. It was not for several hours that he was stirred from his slumber by Champ, his Doberman pinscher Pinscher. Tom tried to clear the fog of being awaken. He heard the low pitched growling and could severalise from the speech sound that Champ was now in a State of high alert. After grabbing his bedside pistol he quietly opened his bedroom room access as Champ bolted through the opening. It did not study the K-9 long to find the source of the warning signal. Tom could tell by the barking and snarling that they did in fact have an uninvited Edgar Guest here in their home on this lately hour. Turning on the spark in the room confirmed what he already knew.

"arrest right where you are and you won't get hurt. Take that hood off of your head."

When the thug was removed Tom was shocked,"you're that hippie girl from down the street. What the hell are you doing breaking into my mansion ?"

"I don't have a artillery on me. Please don't hurt me, Mr. Helen Hunt Jackson,"she said. She slightly moved toward him and lunging forward with tooth bared champion pinned the intruder into the corner."Oh God ! Please call him off !"

Tom said,"Okay as long as you do what you're told you won't be hurt."

She responded,"What are you going to do with me ? Please don't call the police. Please just let me go. I'm sorry I broke into your house."

"Okay, I won't call the constabulary but I'm not gon na just let you go as if goose egg happened here. take up off your material"Tom said.

"What ! You're going to dishonor me ? ... Please No !"

"Had you rather I call the police and you go to jail ? Of class the headphone is in the former room and Champ here does not like uninvited guests. No telling what might happen by the prison term I can get the telephone and hollo 911."

She quickly weighed it all out in her judgment. The hot breather, low growl and still bared teeth. You could see her surrender as her shoulder joint dropped and her forefront lowered. Her long silky black hair partial covering her face as she unbuttoned her blouse. She dropped the blouse to the storey and Tom noticed her breasts as they filled her bra.

"come into the chamber. champion ejaculate,"Tom said. She nervously walked past them with Tom and Champ following her. He closed and locked the room access behind him."What is your name,"Tom asked.

"It's Angie,"she said just standing there by the bed with a clean expression on her face, not really knowing what to do next.

He placed the gun on the top shelf of the cupboard pointed to the water closet door and said,"champ Sit."The dog did what he was told and assumed an alert poised position. Tom walked to Angie and kissed her passionately. Her breathing spell quickened and she felt flushed all down her eubstance. She did not expect this Old man to be such a majuscule countenance but she was determined to not give him any case responsive satisfaction. As far as she was concerned he would get zippo more from her than he would get from a explosion doll. Angie's breasts fell out of her bra heavy and stave as his nimble finger unsnapped the clasp which held them in station. Moving down her consistency the passionate kisses and cool air were taking their toll as her blue brown nipples. They were already rising to hard points. A jolt of electricity went from her hardening pap to her moistening puss when Tom sucked her allow mammilla into his mouth and flicked it with his glossa. The sucking of one nipple and his fingers pugging on the other mammilla was not helping her interior resolve at all. Her breathing was a steady panting by now and her nub beat wildly. She was not sure if Mr. Jackson could hear her breathing had become a stabilize panting by now. Her heart beating wildly in her chest. This was going to be a much more difficult task than she had initially believed.

She felt herself regain some calmness when she was pushed back onto the bed. By the time Tom finally was able to remove her horseshoe and pant and panties her mind was beginning to recenter itself. It was not until then that Tom noticed all the beautiful and colorful tattoos that were scattered across her short sexy young body. They were across one ribcage which extended across her torso and under her breasts, up both her thigh, on both arms with one fully sleeve. He continued sucking each hard trivial nipple, slowly kissing and licking his way down her body until he reached the dark full pubic hair between her legs. Forcing her pegleg apart he rubbed his grimace in the plush fur and began sucking each lip into his oral fissure as his tongue worked up and down her puss. She was determined to stay strong but the pleasance radiating from her sopping wet snatch was Thomas More than she could control. Her mind contend hard but was losing badly as her soundbox was betraying her. She tried to drive herself to remember about his beautiful BMW that she had admired for so long. But no one had ever ate her kitty-cat like this before and all she could do was think,"damn he knows how to work it !"He licked and sucked every part of her cunt until she was on flak. He was in no haste and he knew exactly what he was doing. It was then that he finally gave her aching clit some attending. He had slipped two digit in and was working her G-Spot.

"Oh God !"Angie said between the gasps…."I'm gon na cu…What ?"

Tom pulled off her clit just in the nick of metre and started kissing and licking the inside of her thighs. After about 30 seconds he went straight back to her clit with fingers working that G-Spot. The next four or five meter she was right at the edge he would pull off. Waiting a shorter time geological period between each session.

Angie was worked up into a frenzy when she begged,"Please let me cum."He went down on her clit for the final time, sucking it into his sassing and assaulting it with a loathly natural language. She let out a cheap guttural sigh and convulsions ripped through her torso. Her pussy drenching the hand that was hooked into her G-Spot. She saw whizz as she mumbled unintelligibly. She forced his head from between her stage and she heaved gulping breathing spell of air. For quite a few minutes she lay trembling as her hint began to slow back to a normal state."screw, where did you take to do that,"she finally asked.

"My ex-wife was always on MEd that lowered her blood atmospheric pressure so it took some pretty vigorous skills to make her cum."

Angie's heart widened as he slipped off his pugilist briefs. His expectant 8 column inch prick springing into scene."Are you going to fuck me now ? I don't think that will fit inside me."She spread her legs widely and he could see the wet kitty fur and slipperiness sass inviting him in. Tom moved between her ranch legs placing the large mushroom forefront at her entree. There was a piano moan when he entered her. Pumping her slowly until he was buried to the hilt inside her. Her plastered pussy gripping his shaft with each jabbing. Just as before he was working her cunt slowly. Pulling out till only his head remained inside her. Then thrusting her deeply to depths no man had gone before. With each thrust he angled in a slightly dissimilar directing, hitting a different post each sentence. She could feel another powerful orgasm building but this time all desire for resistance had long vanished. After a few more deep push, she said,"Oh God"and she began thrashing about as her pussycat clamped down on Tom's turncock. One last knife thrust and the milking action of her wet Eden was too practically for him. He filled her womb with boneheaded seeds. They each lay there with Tom's putz still in Angie's pussy until they drifted off to kip.

Angie handed the typed account back to her hubby."Yep, that's pretty much how it happened. It's laborious to believe that was 5 year ago. Happy anniversary, dear. get along on Champ, it's prison term for your walk"she said as she grabbed the trinity and walked out front door .