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Bar Storage Room
Date: 12/3/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com
drink and said, " Thanks for the drink but I need to get home." " I think you can stay a bit longer," I said walking towards her. Realizing she managed to stick herself in the far corner, her eyes darting around looking for an escape. I outweigh her by at least 80 lbs. She thought maybe she can talk her way out of this. I'm standing directly in front of her eyeing her up and down. " I don't know what you think you're going to get from me but I assure you it's not..." I close the distance grabbing her around the waist as I press my lips to hers silencing her and taking advantage of her open mouth darting my tongue in. She kisses me back briefly before planting her hands on my chest pushing me back. I didn't move, kissing her deeper and sliding my hands down to squeeze her ass. She pulls her mouth away to say " I can't." " Oh I think you can. Your divorced, have no boyfriend, and have not been fucked in a long time." I said as my hands move to the top of her thighs sliding back up under her skirt to her bare ass finding a lack of panties. " I won't," She stammers. " I think you will." I growl as my fingers delve lower between her ass cheeks grazing her pussy lips feeling the moisture gathering despite herself. My mouth closes over hers again silencing her protests. My hand moves deeper and lower, fingertips parting her swollen pussy lips as I move the other hand between us up under her blouse finding her nipple hard. Marcia caught fire under the assault of my hands sighing into ...