1. He Looked Familiar


    Date: 10/16/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: marlowe, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    conservatory, no surprise to find her mother-in-law still sleeping, probably unaware that they had even been out of the room. An adventurous heart beating in coital expectation, a conventional exterior concealing a furtive passion hidden too long by a reserved upbringing, a refined lady changing into a sluttish wanton nymph, the cavalier insistence of a desperate woman with an overwhelming desire to fuck, the smile of a temptress widening, words already forming on her lips, her dignity left in the bathroom. “I want you to fuck me here....In the living room....In front of my mother-in-law.” The risk, the excitement and intrigue of performing a sexual act in front of her mother-in-law bringing a renewed surge of energy and a visceral rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins, her breathing accelerating at an alarming rate, her heart beating franticly inside her chest, the heat of passion pooling inside her shorts, the pulse between her legs an urgent reminder to feel his massive cock filling her body. Lips met and mouths crashed together in a smouldering kiss, the acquaintance of tongues embarking on a trail of sexual promise, snaking between lips and flirting over teeth, peppering soft kisses over his face and neck, impatient hands responding to the movement of touch, sweeping over curves, gripping the cheeks of her bottom and pulling her close, letting her feel the firmness of his growing flesh pressing urgently against her waiting heat. The influence of suggestion, the ...
    heat of passion, the urgency of coital union inflaming need, risk flirting with expectation, an insistent pulse fluttering between her legs, an impulsive desire for oral stimulation dancing impatiently behind lustful eyes, the corners of her mouth curling in a mischievous smile. “Don’t move,” she whispered, lowering to the floor on her knees, pulling his pants and briefs to the floor, curling her painted fingers around the thick girth, working the length with feline calculation, tugging and pulling, fisting and thrusting, glancing up from the floor, smiling into his eyes before taking him into her mouth, sucking him in and blowing him out, easing him in and easing him out, feeling the perilous limb breaching the back of her throat, a choking gasp for air forcing the blockage from her mouth. Lifting from the floor and glancing in the conservatory, her mother-in-law snoring quietly, oblivious to the unfolding exhibition, an impish smile of seduction curling the corners of her mouth, flashing her eyes with mischievous intent, removing her blouse and bra, grapefruit-sized tits tumbling out into his hands, an abundance of soft flesh spilling between his fingers, feeling their pendulous weight, nipping and twisting both nipples between his finger and thumb, the promise of coital expectation manifesting between her thighs, the burning torture forcing a collection of uncompromising demands. “I need to feel you inside me. I want you to fuck me over the sofa.” she said, shuffling and ...
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