John
I could hear the soft moans from the other room.
I knew what she was doing. I knew her routine. Anyway, she explained it to me in detail later.
Her tongue - my wife's tongue - worked the underside of his shaft, licking up to the frenulum, swirling and teasing. His groans testament to her expertise. Man on top 69 her preferred oral position. He would alternately lick her clitoris or ram two fingers into her vagina. Her moans muffled by her work.
She moved down his penis, kissing and licking, slowly reaching his scrotum. One testicle then another sucked into her mouth, his scrotal sack pulled and released with an audible mmmwaaahh. He would gasp each time, small curses would follow.
Her head moved further south. His scrotum on her nose, her tongue bathing his perineum. My love held her lovers cheeks in either hand, pulled them apart, ran her tongue now to his anus. His language was foul as my wife probed and tickled his ass. This was a first for him. Ever. He stopped playing with her, his concentration broken by the rimming he was getting from another mans wife. Fuck, fucking amazing, holy shit.
Time for her to moan. He entered her in one swift motion, hard as a rock, she, wet and silky. Slowly he picked up the pace. My cock is bigger than his. He is much, much more virile. Skin on skin slapping. Her face sweaty, rolling from side to side, lost in ecstasy. My wife's vaginal walls gripping his cock, causing the friction, that would eventually lead to issue. His stamina is incredible, pounding away without pause. He stares at her face as he fucks her, a small arrogant smile at the corner of his mouth, pleased with the reaction. He looks down at breasts, bouncing with every thrust, nipples erect, sweat glistening on her cleavage. between his legs he sees his member, slick with her juices, slamming in and out of his married lover. She looks down too, mesmerized by the performance. Ooooh fuck fuck god. She throws her head back as her orgasm pulses through her, the sight of his cock relentlessly smashing her womanhood to much to take. This stud of a man doesn't stop, he keeps plunging, reveling in the moment, cocksure of his abilities. He knows his sexual prowess is exceptional, he just has to look at my wife's face.
I lost track of time. twenty five, thirty minutes? His load groans soon signaled the end. Spurting load after load of seed into my wife, scrotum retracting, engorged penis twitching. The lovers lay gasping on the bed for some time, talking and giggling. Eventually he left and I entered. Her hair was sweaty and sticky, body red, breasts heaving, pussy swollen and raw. Sperm dribbled out from between her vaginal lips. She smiled and pointed down at herself. I loved this woman. She had spent an hour with an alpha stud and she was telling me clean her up. I happily obliged. She deserved it. So did he. Arrogant bastard, total stud, real man, able to pound and fuck to an extent i'm incapable of. Her wrecked married vagina was living proof.
I finished cleaning then slowly entered her. We make love. They fuck. I leaned forward and kissed my wife passionately, tongues swirling together as my member slid in and out of her soaking pussy. Can you taste his ass? I nodded, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth, emptying my balls inside her.
I knew what she was doing. I knew her routine. Anyway, she explained it to me in detail later.
Her tongue - my wife's tongue - worked the underside of his shaft, licking up to the frenulum, swirling and teasing. His groans testament to her expertise. Man on top 69 her preferred oral position. He would alternately lick her clitoris or ram two fingers into her vagina. Her moans muffled by her work.
She moved down his penis, kissing and licking, slowly reaching his scrotum. One testicle then another sucked into her mouth, his scrotal sack pulled and released with an audible mmmwaaahh. He would gasp each time, small curses would follow.
Her head moved further south. His scrotum on her nose, her tongue bathing his perineum. My love held her lovers cheeks in either hand, pulled them apart, ran her tongue now to his anus. His language was foul as my wife probed and tickled his ass. This was a first for him. Ever. He stopped playing with her, his concentration broken by the rimming he was getting from another mans wife. Fuck, fucking amazing, holy shit.
Time for her to moan. He entered her in one swift motion, hard as a rock, she, wet and silky. Slowly he picked up the pace. My cock is bigger than his. He is much, much more virile. Skin on skin slapping. Her face sweaty, rolling from side to side, lost in ecstasy. My wife's vaginal walls gripping his cock, causing the friction, that would eventually lead to issue. His stamina is incredible, pounding away without pause. He stares at her face as he fucks her, a small arrogant smile at the corner of his mouth, pleased with the reaction. He looks down at breasts, bouncing with every thrust, nipples erect, sweat glistening on her cleavage. between his legs he sees his member, slick with her juices, slamming in and out of his married lover. She looks down too, mesmerized by the performance. Ooooh fuck fuck god. She throws her head back as her orgasm pulses through her, the sight of his cock relentlessly smashing her womanhood to much to take. This stud of a man doesn't stop, he keeps plunging, reveling in the moment, cocksure of his abilities. He knows his sexual prowess is exceptional, he just has to look at my wife's face.
I lost track of time. twenty five, thirty minutes? His load groans soon signaled the end. Spurting load after load of seed into my wife, scrotum retracting, engorged penis twitching. The lovers lay gasping on the bed for some time, talking and giggling. Eventually he left and I entered. Her hair was sweaty and sticky, body red, breasts heaving, pussy swollen and raw. Sperm dribbled out from between her vaginal lips. She smiled and pointed down at herself. I loved this woman. She had spent an hour with an alpha stud and she was telling me clean her up. I happily obliged. She deserved it. So did he. Arrogant bastard, total stud, real man, able to pound and fuck to an extent i'm incapable of. Her wrecked married vagina was living proof.
I finished cleaning then slowly entered her. We make love. They fuck. I leaned forward and kissed my wife passionately, tongues swirling together as my member slid in and out of her soaking pussy. Can you taste his ass? I nodded, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth, emptying my balls inside her.
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