Laundromat Lust - Sex Stories

Laundromat Lust

... slowly drip down my leg as I get more turned on. I slide my hands down his chest and pull down his boxers. Grabbing his thick dick, I begin to work his monster. Giving him a hand job, squeezing his shaft to getting him ready to fuck me. "Lets fuck right here." I said. With a sexy roughness he grabs my waist and turns me around. Undoing my shorts for me he lifts me up and pulls them off. Then squats down to lick my asshole. Wiggling his tounge around making my pussy stick stand straing up. Once he got it good and lubed, he pressed the head of his cock on my hole gently. Pausing to tease me, then he slid right in. Leaining over he pulled my cami down and played with my tits. As he fucked me hard, while I braced my self against the table. "This is way better than any pussy I've ever fucked." the hippie man said. In and out he pumped, fucking my tight ass.While he squeezed one of my nipples. Slaming his pelvis against my soft ass. Then after a loud grunt he came inside of me. The feeling of hot cum pushed me over the edge and make me orgasm as well. My load just dripped onto my painted nails and feet. My knees started to give way. Then the hippie pulled out, and pulled up his shorts. My ass felt so good. I leaned over and just rubbed my hole as it contined to spasm, and even fingerd myself a few times. When I looked up again the hippie was gone with his clothes, and the only thing I had to remember him by was his cum dripping from my hole. After I recovered I put my clothes on. Then went on to dry my wet clothes. As I was leaving, I pushed my back against the door to open it, and dropped my jaw. As I looked up and noticed all the different cameras in the ceiling. "Fuck me..." I said then took my ass home.