1. Being a Good Neighbor - Part 1


    Date: 5/7/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories

    leaving my comment intentionally unfinished. Donna buried her head in to the space between my legs, her hand outstretched and holding on to the roll of tape. There was no good way for her to recover from her accident. “Look,” I replied as Donna giggled. “If you will let me finish this, we can talk payment terms afterwards.” Donna looked up at me. Her face was flushed red. “I am soooo sorry,” she said. “No you’re not,” I replied. “I’ve already seen your boobs, your twat and now, you’ve done everything but grope me, but I am not complaining.” Donna smiled and then slipped her hand on to my raging hard on. "There," she remarked, "Are you happy?" “Now, you’ve done it,” I replied. “This sink ain’t getting fixed until we fix another issue.” Donna fumbled with the belt of my trousers, as I tried to work my way out from under the sink. She no longer tried to secure her towel, allowing it to fall from her body and on to the kitchen floor. I worked my way out from under the confines of the sink and sat up, just as Donna sat back on her butt, her hands positioned behind her, her legs spread wide. I could see the moisture build up on her shaved pussy. She bit down on her lower lip, as I crawled on all fours toward her. Donna slipped on to her back as I hovered over her naked body. “Fuck me, Rex,” she pleaded. “I want to feel that cock of yours inside of me. Fuck me, Fuck me Fuck me!” I couldn’t get out of my jeans fast enough. I stood and stripped out of my them as Dona lay sprawled ...
    naked on the kitchen floor in front of me. I stripped off my underwear and my t-shirt. Donna sat up and took my cock in her hand, running her fingers along the back side of it. She slipped it into her mouth and hummed as she worked her head back and forth. I rested my hand on the top of her wet head. My secret fantasies were coming true. “Come on,” I beckoned, holding out my hand. “We can’t do this here,” I remarked. Donna took my hand in hers and I helped her to her feet. She barely reached my shoulders, standing barefoot and naked in front of me. I gently massaged her 36-c cup breasts, lightly feeling her nipples, which were rock hard. Donna pressed her mound against my swollen cock. I took her by the hand and we hastily retreated to the master bedroom. Donna yanked the covers from the bed and lay sprawled on the sheets, face up. I positioned myself between her legs and gingerly inserted a lone finger into her hot pussy. She moaned her approval. I alternated between my fingers and my tongue, driving her into an orgasmic frenzy. She shuddered as I placed my mouth over the hood that covered her clit and hummed. The vibrations drove her crazy. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Donna begged. I kissed her pubic area and slowly worked my way up her tight little body, working my tongue over her nipples as she clenched her fists and beat on my back. Donna was crying, begging for me to put my cock into her flooded pussy. I hovered over her, my arms on either side of her torso, just under her ...