Can I count on your vote? - Sex Stories

Can I count on your vote?

... own and it was starting to show through my shorts. She started talking about the environmental issues that had been in the local papers recently as I poured the boiling water out. I nodded and showed interest as she talked but my mind wasn't on the issues she was discussing, I was watching her pale pink lips as she was speaking, imagining them on mine... Once or twice while I was going back and forth to the fridge for the milk, I noticed her eyes glimpsing at my crotch, the swelling inside wasn't too obvious, but it was certainly there if you looked for it. The tea made I walked to the table, I was just in the action of putting her tea in front of her when she bent down, to get another leaflet from the bag at her feet. As she came back up I was standing less that a foot in front of her, and all she could see right then was my straining cock standing very proud in my shorts... I didn't move, and neither did she... there was silence. "That's for you," I stammered, meaning the tea. She didn't move her head, but looked up at me with a glint in her eyes, "All of it?" I was looking down at her, my cock now quivering inside my shorts as reached up one perfectly manicured hand and started to stroke me through the material. I let out a long gasp, that felt so good. I could hear her breathing coming in short bursts, her breasts rising and falling beneath her tight white top. She looked up at me briefly with a wicked smile before reaching for the waist band of my shorts and yanking them ...

... down. My full cock sprang out making her jolt back, the shining swollen tip already moist with pre cum. She wrapped a perfect hand around my shaft and slowly began working it back and forth, I was totally lost by then. I could see her biting her lips, and licking them, she turned her eyes up to me once more "May I?" she smiled. I had lost the power of speech, so I just nodded and I almost shot my loud there and then as she took me into her hot wet mouth, her pretty pink lips sliding back and forth deliciously. For several minutes she worked my length expertly, her hands alternating between stroking me and massaging my heavy balls. Suddenly she pulled back, my wet dick slipping from her mouth as she sat back up in her chair and reached for her tea... I just stood there my slippery cock standing proud and my shorts round my ankles. She downed the tea in one long gulp and stood up, I thought she was about to go, leaving my cock unfinished, but she didn't... she moved toward me and kissed me hard, biting my lower lip as she pulled back, she bent down and removed her small red panties, turned and bent herself over the kitchen table, lifting her short skirt. "I haven't got long, my people will be looking for me, but I've got to feel that cock in my pussy before I go" Well who was I to disappoint her, I reached out and stroked her lips, they were very wet and opened willingly at my touch, I moved closer, my cock eager for a taste of her cunt. I placed my hands on her hips and moved ...