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The House Husband

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

table, as he picked up the pace and thrust into her. She leaned back across the table, and gave herself fully to him. Pulling her feet up onto the table, he fucked deeper and harder. He reached over and squeezed her breasts, pulling at her rock hard nipple. She moaned louder and louder, grasping the sides of the table in ecstacy. He'd made her climax, maybe twice by the feeling of her pussy tightening around him, and he was very close too, but he didn't want it to stop. He pulled back out of her, taking her by surprise. Pulling her towards the end of the table, he flipped her round until she was leaning across it. He reached around and stroked her, feeling her wetness again. She flinched slightly, sensitive now to any light touch but still wanting him. He thrust into her, making her lunge across the table with the f***e. He pounded in and out, sometimes slowing down and sliding nice and deep, sometimes fast and hard. her hands were gripping the table still and her groaning was getting louder again. He could feel her arch under him and knew she was going to cum again. As she bounced back on him, he could feel the climax coming for both of them, and as she spasmed round him, he erupted inside her with a roar of joy. As his cock twitched in her, he could feel her deliberately clenching and releasing, knowing that this would milk every drop out of him. She was good. Sweating and panting, they both collapsed onto the cold, hard floor. Lying there, looking up at the ceiling beams, ... Graham felt the whole situation surreal. He'd only met this woman less than an hour ago, yet she was lying next to him, filled with his sperm and glowing from several orgasms. His mind drifted back to his wife. He knew it had become a bit of a marriage of convenience in a way, though he loved her of course. There was just no lust there any more. They used to have a great sex life, it hadn't been long after they were married that Mollie had come along, and he knew Karen's love for the f****y and giving them everything they needed was the driving f***e behind the incessant working, but really what he needed was a wife, not a cash machine, lying beside him in bed at night. All this was running through his mind, and he hadn't realised that Sally had sat up and was now getting properly dressed again. He put his recovering cock back into his jeans and zipped them up. He ran his hands through his hair awkwardly. Sally laughed. "It's fine, your wife won't find out you know. I'm not going to fuck and tell. That's just not my style," she said as she pulled her hair back into a loose knot on the top of her head. "Besides, I'm trying to get myself respected in this village and I don't think that seducing you is going to do very well for my reputation frankly." He liked this blunt, honest woman. Refreshing, sexy, funny, classy and, he surmised, possibly as kinky as he was. "Of course. I think discretion is probably the way to go in this case." "Sit back down, I'll make another coffee. We ...