1. Three Choices from an Unsatisfied Wife


    Date: 9/21/2015, Categories: Interracial Sex, Mature, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    back to my hotel room thoroughly exhausted. I stripped, took a quick shower and was about to crawl into bed, when there was a knock on my door. Peeking through the viewing hole, I saw Keith standing there with a tray of small, triangularly cut sandwiches and coffee. &#034Just a moment,&#034 I called. Quickly, I pulled my nightshirt over my head to cover my nakedness and opened the door. Keith's eyes roamed over my legs that were almost totally exposed by the short nightshirt. &#034I thought you might be hungry for some sandwiches and coffee before turning in, Rita.&#034 I grinned at the young student. &#034Sure you did, Honey. Thank you. Why don't you just set the tray on the far side of the bed.&#034 He was puzzled. &#034You want the tray on the bed instead of the table?&#034 &#034Yes, please. On the far side of the bed in the middle.&#034 He put it where I had asked, and I said, &#034That's good. Thank you.&#034 At 19 or 20 years of age, Keith was not yet experienced enough with women to know exactly how to proceed... so I helped him out. I got on the bed sideways, on my knees with my bare feet just over the edge, and bent over so that the sandwiches were right in front of me. With my head close to the bed, I started eating one of the sandwiches. Looking back over my shoulder at Keith, I smiled seductively and said, &#034Well?&#034 In less than 30 seconds, Keith was naked from the waist down, my nightshirt was up over my back, and his cock was nailing my pussy with hard ...
    determined strokes. I dropped my head into the middle of sandwich tray and groaned as the young stud pleasured my throbbing cunt. ================================= Divorce Trial: Rita Meets Gloria It was Thursday afternoon with little more than a day and half to go on the divorce trial period. When the period had begun, I knew that I was going to have a lot more sex than I had been having with Phil, but I had not imagined that it would be as much as it had been. Since the previous Saturday while I was relaxing in the whirlpool bath, I had been keeping a list of names and number of times I had gotten it. There were now nine different names on the list. In addition to Martin, Ross Elder, Brent Faxon, Larry Eastman, Keith and Rhett, I had now added Dan Tollman, Mario Horm, and another bellhop, a black guy who told me his name was Jack. Mario Horm was a sales rep who had been hitting on me every time he visited. So on Wednesday, I asked him if he was all talk or did he ever do anything other than flirt and talk sexy. He spent the night with me in my hotel room, and after he had given me four intense fuckings, he asked me if I still thought he was all talk. All I could do was groan, curl up in a ball, and hope the randy stud would let me rest before screwing me again. He did allow me sl**p until around 3 AM when he woke me out of a sound sl**p and fucked me again... cunt and ass. Before he left in the morning, I got it in my cunt one more time. As he was about to leave, he told me ...
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