1. The Lady and the tramp (4). Missionary position.


    Date: 2/4/2016, Categories: MILF, Author: Te11tale, Rating: 0, Source: LushStories

    He guessed she either had excepted her desire for his rough sex or, possibly, she was getting some elsewhere and was now a horny housewife. So long as he got his, Jed could not care less. After sucking Jed to full hardness, Suzie had his lace less boots off, his jeans round his ankles and was telling him to lay down very quickly. Her loose blue pleated skirt was no problem as she straddled her big rough tramp lover and positioned their organs. Even as she sank down over Jed's velvety rod, Suzie, know locally as 'The Lady' for her genteel demeanour, undid the buttons of her pale cream blouse, and lifted the cups of her bra above her breasts so Jed could maul them like he was kneading dough. It took no time at all for the whole of Jed's length to be engulfed in a warm wet cave, and only minutes for the wife of the vicar to growl out a much needed orgasm while still riding her man like a rodeo rider. Jed thrust back at Suzie as she rode him, and helped her to two more strong orgasms. He wondered if she realised that the door was still open, and anyone headed to the back door of the vicarage would see them. They would possibly be heard before that. But he cared very little, he knew many local men would be ' Well done mate, I would love to tap that, that's me boy, etc. ' And he would then move on, leaving Suzie and her ruined reputation behind him. Standing, Suzie said to Jed, “Do me from behind Jed, hard.” in an almost pleading voice. As she held onto the bench, Jed held her ...
    hips and banged away at her with hard steady strokes. She let out an 'oof' like sound with each thrust and as Jed ploughed away at her, she came three more times, intensely, and Jed had to hold her up for the last minute so he could shoot his cum inside her while still standing. Sated for now, 'Lady Suzie' left her tramp to recover ready for lunch time, and went indoors to clean off the white trail rolling down the inside of her thighs. It was Sunday when the excrement and the fan got together. Jason turned up about half nine that night, looking very sheepish, and saying that they needed to talk, right away. A large sherry in front of each of them, and Jason began his sorry tale. Suzie was unsure if she should fume, exploded, cry, laugh or strangle her husband. Yes, she was a scarlet woman, a slut if you like, but it was all hidden. Jason, the country vicar, had been having a fourteen month affair with a member of the house of commons, and the MPs wife had found out. And gone to the papers. James had come up trumps. By Monday afternoon Suzie and Jason were on their way to Farnham castle in Surrey, for a quick cultural course before going out to Africa, to a small country where, through choice, many still live in thatched mud built buildings, following a more traditional life. It was all a bit quick which overall was good. Suzie had been able to confess her sins to Jason, naming only Jed, and then only after they had reached Farnham. Jason had been unable to make much of a case ...
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