You Need to have Curves to Dance for Me - Sex Stories

You Need to have Curves to Dance for Me

... you so amazing. I guess, I just lost control for a second. I apologize.&#034 I said. She was still staring at my erect cock peeking through my pants. I moved my hips again causing my pants to fall down around my ankles. Her eyes got real big. &#034You don't have any hair. You shave??? I never seen someone shaved there before. It makes your cock look bigger.&#034 she said. I smiled. My cock was dangling inches from the front of her orange thong. I moved my hand to hers. I placed her warm hand on my cock. I let go as she gripped my shaft. She started to jerk my cock up and down. I smiled as she went faster. &#034He not going to go off really fast, is he?&#034 she whispered. &#034No! I can go for some time. Especially with someone so beautiful.&#034 I said. She started to jerk my cock faster. I moved her other hand to the base of my shaft. I leaned back as she pumped my cock. Her husband was still passed out. I then moved to be right next to her. I placed my cock on her stomach. She moved to put her left hand on my ass. I moved my hands to fondle her big breast. She gave me a kiss on the lips. She then put her hot tongue in my mouth. She was breathing heavy. I smiled. &#034God! Your turning me on so much. I never been with someone who wanted the same things as me.&#034 she said. I started to twist her thumb size nipples in my fingers. She moaned. I then pushed her over by her waist. She immediately put her mouth on my cock. She was slurping my cock as I put my hand on her big ...

... ass from behind. I moved my cock, in and out of her hot mouth. She tried to lick under the shaft as I put my finger inside her thong. &#034Squeeeeek!!!!!&#034 Her husband moved behind me. She let go of my cock as we both looked at her husband. He moved his head and lower body in the chair. She then pushed me onto the couch. She then climbed on my lap. She was moving around. Pretending to give me a lap dance. Her husband woke up briefly. &#034Geez! Don't crush the poor guy. You OK???&#034 yelled Veronica husband. I smiled as I slapped my big right hand on her right ass cheek. He closed his eyes and went back to being passed out. I gripped her big ass shaking it back and forth. She then felt my cock inside her big thighs. I moved so my cock was sitting between her thighs peeking out the front. She looked down to see my wet cock looking back at her. She licked her lips. I reached around to fondle her big breast. Smashing them together. She moaned. I then put my hands around her waist. I began to touch the front of the orange thong. I rubbed the front causing her to moan. She bite down on her lower lip. I then felt her body contract. She let out a big moan. Then a damp musk smell filled the room. I moved my fingers to touch the front of her thong again. I moved her body, so more of her ass was on my abs. Her back was on my chest. Her long blonde hair was in face. I was biting her neck. Nibbling on her ear lopes. I could feel her body shake again. I started to move her big ass on my ...