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The House Husband

Date: 11/19/2015, Categories: Masturbation, Taboo, Author: TheCompanion, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

grabbed her hair and ran his hand through it. He stopped suddenly and pulled away. "My wife...really, I..." "I won't tell if you won't." He paused, then pulled her close again. Her hands fumbled at his zip and quickly his cock was free. She massaged it gently at first but soon picked up speed until she was rubbing him rapidly, banging her arm against the underside of the table. He began to grasp at her heaving breasts, and she guided his hand inside her shirt, popping more buttons as she did so. He pushed aside the lace of her bra until he had full access to her nipples, already hard. He pinched at them playfully. She unlocked her lips from his again and pulled away. Kneeling down on the stone floor, she took his hard cock in her mouth and began to lick the tip. He moaned quietly. Skillfully she slid her mouth all the way down his length and began to suck. He held her hair in his hands to guide her but she didn't need it. She sucked hard, moving her entire head up and down, following along with her hands, her fingers deftly working their magic. He sat back in the chair, closing his eyes, immersing himself fully in the moment. He could feel her warm mouth enveloping him, making him twitch as her tounge circled his head. He wanted her, wanted her now. He pulled her head up off him, and directed her to stand up.. Unzipping her jeans, he pulled them right down. She kicked off her shoes and slipped the jeans on to the floor. He delved his hand inside her white panties and could ... feel how wet she was already. Sliding his hand all over the wetness, he slipped a finger inside her and began to massage. He could see her bracing herself against the table and arching her pelvis into his hand. He moved outwards again and found the soft mound of her clitoris and gently brushed over it. Seeing her face contort slightly in pleasure, he smiled to himself, wondering if he still had the ability to make a woman orgasm with just his hands. Karen never did anymore, he had stopped trying to persuade her to get physical with him a long time ago. He pushed a little harder on her soft flesh, his hands wet and slipping easily over and back again. She groaned and leaned heavier on her arms. He squeezed lightly and stopped, thrusting his fingers quickly back inside her, finding the elusive spot that makes women orgasm in a moment. She did. Her breathing became heavy as he pressed that spot, his thumb rubbing her clit as well. She was trembling, and let out a loud moan as her pussy tightened round his fingers. His work was done, he thought, smugly. "Wow," she breathed. "That was good!" She pulled him close and kissed him again. Hopping up on to the table, she wrapped her legs around him, guiding him to what she wanted. He pushed into her, making her gasp a little. He knew he had a big cock, and secretly used to love when any woman he was fucking showed visible shock at the feeling of him entering them. She was warm and wet, as he knew she would be. He steadied her hips on the ...