1. Karen's Hot Green Dress


    Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: True Story Anal Blowjob Cheating Consensual Sex Cum Swallowing Job/Place-of-work Male/Female Masturbation Author: Don'sdick, Source: sexstories.com

    ... of hair and pulled my face toward her bald pussy, “and if it doesn’t get harder while you eat me, it will when I eat it.” My old tongue had lots of experience and went directly to work. Three rounds around her clit and two quick stabs at her hole, then repeat… works every time. I had Karen cumming in less than three minutes. I didn’t let up until the middle of her third orgasm, when I replaced my tongue with a hard cock, ramming it home in the first push. The fingers on my right hand danced all over her torso, from her tits to her pussy mound. My left hand continued manipulating her clitoris, which had become so sensitive she was in a constant state of orgasm. I showed that little youngster what an old man could do, alright. Once I filled her cunt with my sticky, warm sperm, I slid to one side and stuck my cock in her face. She was crazed and dazed as she sucked me clean, trying her best to milk more out of me. I began to feel a build-up, but I stopped. Hell, if I didn’t watch myself, I’d be spent by noon and shot for the rest of the day. The only furniture moving we did that day was bouncing on her mattress… and we did plenty of that. After a breakfast of bacon, eggs, toast, hashbrowns and lots of coffee, Karen knelt on the dining room floor and sucked Fat Boy to attention. She was proud of her achievement and moved to my lap, facing me with her legs hung over the arms of the chair, “I always wondered if this would be a good position. UHhhnn… mmmm… that really fits pretty ...
    ... good. You just rest, old man, and I’ll do the work this time. She kissed me and started rocking her hips. My cock was as deep as it would go and her rocking was only moving it an inch or so… but it was driving me crazy. Her right hand was behind my head, pulling my lips tighter. Her left was wedged between our pubic bones, doing a magnificent number on her clit. Our mouths were still locked together when she started grunting her pleasure, “Mmmm… rrrrrrrr… mmmmm… mmmmm… aaahhhhh,” she raised her head and kept it up, “Oh, my Godddd… Oh, fuck… God this is so fucking gooooood. Oh, yeah, here it cums… here it cums… here it cuuuuuumms! OH, SHIT! FUCK! Oh, God this is so good. Wow! I can’t ever remember cumming that hard. It would kill me to have orgasms that hard every time… Oh, fuck… what a way to go, though.” She kept up a gentle pace until she felt me swelling inside her, “Alright, my big ol’ hard lover, let it go. Fill my pussy and don’t stop. I want all the juice you got.” She got it, too. After I finished, she moved her little legs to the floor, but couldn’t move them. They had done a lot of work while they were hung over the arms of the chair. She slid to her knees while the light pain subsided and circulation restored itself to her arteries. During the wait, she carefully examined Ol’ Fat Boy with her hands and eyes. He even got a few kisses and licks. I decided to let her be in total control of our weekend, accepting every suggestion and appreciating her exciting desire to ...
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