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Curse of the gypsy woman - part two

Date: 10/10/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Masturbation, Sex Humor, Author: qudduse, Rating: 75, Source: xHamster

through the magazines, only briefly stopping to look at some of the women spreading their naked bodies across the pages, she found the stories section again. Embarrassed and red in the face she started to read. “I stopped at a service station on the outskirts of town, and this sexy, muscular man came up to my car and asked if I wanted to “fill'er up?”. Smiling and nodding my head, I got out of the car and went to sit on the bench beside the entrance and watch this hunk of a man wash the wind screen, check the oil and giving me a full tank. He was only wearing jeans and a tight fitting t-shirt, and the muscles underneath was clearly visible. There's no secret I was enjoying the sight. To my surprise he came up to me after he was finished and my surprise was even bigger as he threw his t-shirt off. “Damn, it is hot today, don't you think?” he smiled as he pulled a coke out of the fridge by the door. He then looked back at me and embarrassed me by saying: “So I guess those aren't there because you are cold?” He pointed at my breasts and smiled mischievously and I felt my face go red. I guess he wasn't the only one to wear tight fitting clothes.” Melissa bit her lower lip as she read on. This was the first story she had read where the story teller was a woman, and she was intrigued. Her hand moved to her right breast where she started playing with her nipple and she moaned as a spark of pleasure shot through her, making her pussy tingle. “I reached for the fridge myself and ... pulled out a bottle of water, turning away from him to hide my embarrassment. “How much do I owe?” I asked, heading for the car and my purse. I felt I had made enough of a fool of myself and thought it was about time I left. “All in good time,” he answered. “I have a pool in the back if you want to cool down some more.” He didn't waste much time this one. “I'm not that sweaty,” I answer as I bend over into the passenger seat to where my purse is. When I get up, I'm surprised to find that he's standing right behind me, our bodies almost touching. “Not yet, you're not.” How does he have the nerve? I turn around, ready to push him away and give him a scalding, but as soon as my eyes meets his, I drown in the deep blue ocean that they are. He leans in and kisses me hungrily on the lips, his tongue shooting out to meet mine, and I cannot stop myself from returning the kiss. “It gets lonely out here sometimes,” is all he says before lifting me in his arms and carrying me off.” There was already a small trickle of juices running from Melissa's pussy and down between the crack of her ass cheeks. Her fingers caught it and tried to push it back where it came from. She moaned loudly as the fingers entered her, moving around and exploring her cavity. She imagines herself to be in the arms of a strong, young, muscular man, being carried off to be fucked hard and long. “There actually was a pool in the back, and he puts me down on a table beside it. I hear the tempting sounds of the water ...