1. Three Choices from an Unsatisfied Wife


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

    to fuck you again. No, more than that! I want to sl**p with you in my arms. Can you stay? Will you stay?&#034 Sharon gave me a devilish smile but didn't reply. For punishment for not answering me, I pushed her onto her back, spread her legs, and moved my head into her sex saddle again. When she realized what I was going to do, she put her hands on the top of my head to stop me. &#034Don't, Phil. Don't. I'm full of cum.&#034 &#034I know. I put it there. My mother always told me to clean up the messes I've made. And I always mind my mother. Spread wider.&#034 She did. Less than a minute later, she was again emitting series of soft moans: &#034Oh... oh... oh... Oh... oh... oh... Oh... oh... oh&#034 They got much louder when she began to cum. -------------------------- When Rita and Chris opened the door and entered the guest bedroom, neither of them expected the sight that greeted them. Sharon was riding me in reverse cowgirl position, her back against my chest. Her heels were up on my thighs causing her thighs to gape and giving both Rita and Chris a beautiful view of my cock pounding in and out of her cunt as her ass thrashed wildly. My hands gripped her tits, squeezing them. When the door opened, she was in the throes of an intense orgasm. Chris and Rita were both stunned to see Sharon still having mind-blowing climaxes two hours after we had started having sex. Chris at least had the courtesy to wait until his wife had finished cumming before speaking. &#034It's late ...
    Sharon. We need to go.&#034 &#034I'm not leaving, Chris. I'm going to spend the night in this bed with Phil. Why don't you and Rita go over to our house and enjoy yourselves. I'll see you some time tomorrow. Shut the door when you leave.&#034 ========================================== Six Months Later: Another Company Party: The company party Friday night was even wilder than Phil had warned me that it would be. He did stay by my side until I ran him off telling him that I wanted to circulate. &#034One or more of these randy studs will try to get into your pants if I'm not around.&#034 &#034MMMmmmm... sounds erotic. Don't worry, Darling. I'll handle the situation appropriately. I promise.&#034 As soon as Phil wandered off to discuss sports or business with one of his friends, I discovered that not all the men here were interested in talking business; some of Phil's colleagues preferred the company of large breasted, long-legged women wearing very little, like me. I hadn't been circulating for more than a half hour before Brent Faxon approached me. As he got closer, I wasn't in the least surprised to see his eyes taking in my legs first and then my breasts. I had dressed to attract male attention in my short skirt, teddy that exposed a lot of my breasts, white, nearly transparent panties, stockings and heels. Phil had warned me, but I had just ignored him. From the way Brent's eyes were scanning my exposed thighs and checking out my cleavage, I was certain that he liked what I had ...