Getting the Job - Carol Vorderman Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Getting the Job - Carol Vorderman Ch. 01

... me...if you want to,' Marcus said.And I knowyou want to.

Carol immediately took hold of the erect member. Wrapping long fingers around its dark girth she gave a couple of eager tugs, drawing the stripper closer. Having clocked Marcus staring at her cleavage she leant forward, giant tits surging together. Smiling at an appreciative groan, the broadcaster slowly wanked the stiff dick. Hand gliding up and down the shaft, the white skin appeared to almost glow on the brown trunk. Swaying ball sack catching her attention, her free hand cupped it, felt the hot sweaty flesh, and gently rolled the two orbs. The guy's prong twitched and pulsed in the tugging grip.

'That's nice,' said Marcus enjoying the handjob and ogling the cleavage jiggling with each stroke.

Holding up the black log to inspect it, the tip was wet with fresh pre-cum, a pearly bead brought on by the continued stroking. The texture of the shaft was surprisingly silky with a smooth outside and the harder core beneath. As always when taking a black lover the presenter was fascinated with her fair skinned fingers working the darker flesh. She also savoured the strong throbbing evidencing her partner's approval of her touch.

Ms Vorderman was very turned-on. As she wanked the stripper off her hips were gyrating on the padded bench. Cunny thrumming in time with a racing pulse, it was bubbling over with natural lubricant, filling an already drenched gusset. Stiff nipples pressed into the cups of a lavender ...

... bra, areola tight, her cleavage was an erotic tide waxing-and-waning with each panting breath. Stomach filled with butterflies, Carol gasped when the stripper abruptly dropped into a crouch. With hands on her knees Marcus spread the MILFs legs. Offering no resistance she let him splay her open, exposing underwear saturated in arousal. Both of them could smell the femininity. Quivering with anticipation she let the dancer run his hands over her thighs, fingers brushing and caressing the tanned limbs. With every successive stroke the strong hands closed in on their intended destination.

Getting closer his rippling torso grazed Carol's knees, then her thighs, legs forced further apart. Chiselled chest pressing against her bust, Marcus gently squished the magnificent boobs, savouring the contact. Face-to-face their lips almost touched. Almost crawling over the club guest, male body slid across female form until a dripping cockhead hovered over lavender gusset.

'Oh!' Carol gulped as the erotic entertainer's hips suddenly jerked forward, rigid dick humping against covered cunt. A trickle of female honey added to the soggy mess of her underwear.

Rising up, Marcus planted a foot on the bench next to the client, schlong shamelessly offered up. So close to the lipstick painted mouth, hot breath wreathed the crown. Clearly straining with excitement, another bead of pre-cum rolled from the tip. Marcus was incredibly turned on by the mature Ms Vorderman, their antics on stage and ...