1. Taking out the Trash


    Date: 3/16/2017, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Mature, Author: familygatherings, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I say that very much to my surprise the woman opening the door is this, for lack of a better description, this absolute fucking goddess. Light brown hair settled on top of a 5'6 or a 5'7 body with a pair of tits that looked like they could cover your face in warmth for days. She had a figure that was perfect, not anorexic with a fake pair of boobs like in all those pornos I'd get off with on the nights I didn't visit my brothels, no, she had a perfect figure with the right amount of baby fat on her belly curving inside her tank top in a mound that drove me crazy. Who was this woman? Living in a fucked up village like this? She smiled at me and asked me who I was, so I told her and said I needed to explain the billing process. She asked me to come inside and have a seat and offered me some wine. Wow, this was certainly something I was not used to. Did she hear me correctly when I said I was the thrash guy, because I never saw her face screw into a look of disgust? So there I was sitting down and having some wine with her and after I finished explaining the billing, she asked me about myself and we began to talk about each other. She was Zoé and her husband was this insurance agent guy who was posted in Lyon and since they couldn't find affordable accommodation in the city, they moved here and he drove to work every day, which meant he would be out of the house for more than half the day and from what she knew of him, would come home and fall asl**p tired. So she mentioned ...
    how lonely she knew she would get especially since now they'd moved in even further from his office. I don't know if it was my penis thinking or whether it was the wine, but I lightly stroked her hair and told her not to worry and she could count on me being there to chat with every morning. She smiled in a shy way and sipped some more wine. I knew she was getting a little loose and accommodating because I could she her nipples starting to poke out of her top and her face was getting redder than that wine in our hands. So I took a bold move and asked her how her sex life was, I know, probably a stupid idea, but she didn't seem to think so. She told me how it was awful and how she hadn't been laid in weeks. Her husband was a workaholic and she loved him, but she had her needs too. I gently patted her back and stroked her hair in fake pity while never gazing away from her nipples till she asked me whether I thought she was pretty. That's it. Now I knew this was definitely going somewhere. So I replied yes, chugged the rest of the wine, took her glass and put it on the table and held her face in my hands, forcing her in for a kiss. She caved. Her lips and tongue felt like heaven the way I'd never felt it. I could feel my pants getting tighter and I hadn't even taken her clothes off yet. This girl was different, and she got me excited more than I'd ever been about anything, I slowly fondled her and began taking her clothes off while she took off mine. I stood up. She looked at me ...
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