1. Life of the Mainwarings Chapter 8: Sean Comes Home


    Date: 12/31/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    The door connecting the kitchen with the garage opened and Pamela struck a pose. Sean emerged from the doorway and saw her. He set his bags on the floor and stepped to her, saying nothing. She said nothing. And then his arms were around her and they were kissing. "Oh, Sean, I've missed you so much, darling," Pamela said after they came up for air. "I've missed you too sweetheart," Sean replied, giving her an extra squeeze. "Is this outfit for me, or were you expecting company," he added with a sly grin. "Don't spoil it," Pamela said punching him lightly on the chest. "Now, come and take a shower. I want to give you a proper welcome home." "I like the sound of that, but I'd like to appreciate this outfit of yours a little more. Turn around for me and show it off a bit darling." Pamela, blushing slightly, did a pirouette, causing the hem of her sheer top to flutter, revealing the C-string underneath. Sean stepped to her, grasping her shoulders and turning her until her backside was facing him. "What's this then?" he asked, patting her ass. "Oh, that?" Pamela said, innocently. "It's called a C-String. And, if you hurry up and take a shower, you can have what's underneath." So saying, she turned out of Sean's grasp and pranced down the hall, wriggling her shapely backside in what we must call a saucy manner. Sean quickly followed, his eyes never leaving his bride's bottom, wearing the kind of expression usually reserved for storybook wolves contemplating young women wearing red ...
    hoods. Fifteen minutes later, Sean emerged from the master bathroom freshly scrubbed, freshly shaved, and freshly scented with Bay Rum. His wife was on the bed, on her side, propped on one elbow. She was smiling. Sean let the towel around his waist drop to the floor and her smile got even wider. "Awwwww," Pamela said, almost (but not quite) giggling, "I think you missed me." "Spread your legs, wench," Sean said in a mock-menacing tone, "your Master wishes to dip his wick." "A wench has no choice but to obey," Pamela replied in a tone at once subservient and ironic. Pamela did, indeed, spread her legs, revealing a freshly waxed pussy and, even more importantly, one that was primed and ready for fucking. Sean spotted the princess plug right away and his eyebrows went up along with his cock which had been mostly hard already. "I like the new jewelry," he said as he stepped to the edge of the bed. Pamela squirmed to the side of the bed where her husband now stood, his cock a rigid mast sticking straight out and up from his groin, a glistening drop of precum on its tip, and guided that massive slab of sexual delight into her open and welcoming mouth. She moaned around his shaft as her tongue sampled his salty essence. Sean sighed with pleasure, feeling his beloved wife's skillful mouth pleasuring him. He reached down and stroked her hair as her mouth stroked his cock, taking him deeper on each stroke until she managed to work her way almost to his balls each time she ducked her ...
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