1. Those Tight Ass Jeans


    Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Incest, Male/Female, Author: Don'sdick, Rating: 91.1, Source: sexstories.com

    dancing, but I’m starting to feel a little bit mmmm… lightheaded. “Uh-oh, here comes that fat guy again; just tell him I’m your wife and to leave me alone, please?” The fat cowboy cussed me for not letting him know sooner that Josie was my ‘wife’, “Wasted my time on a fuckin’ married woman. “Piss on you, mister.” I figured he was trying to start a fight but I just let him stew. As long as he didn’t try to hurt Josie or me, my .38 would stay in its place, under my belt. “Maybe I just ought to get you home; you don’t need to try driving.” “I can pick you up tomorrow and get you back to your car. “Except for your tight ass jeans, you haven’t changed much since you were little and I used to baby sit you.” “Same old Donnie,” she chuckled, “you might be looking out for my best interests, but you’re checking out my ass, anyway; alright, yeah… I better go home.” Sure enough, the best way for me to help her inside her house was one hand under her left tit, the other inside her thigh… high and against her crotch. “Mother fucker,” I thought, “If Josie just wasn’t…” “Donnie?” “What, Josie?” “Help me get undressed, please?” “Now, look, I don’t think I better…” “Pleeease? I can’t sleep in these tight ass jeans,” she gave me a wicked grin. “But Leo would kill…” “Piss on Leo, he hauled his fucking ass to London and left me here, all alone.” “But, Josie, you know we…” “The hell we can’t... I decided when I saw you at Dusty’s Place that there’s nobody else I can have an affair with and not ...
    have to worry about somebody falling in luuuuuv… or squealing to my husband… or will treat me better than anybody else in the world. “You have a dick; I have a pussy that’s dying to get fucked.” She spun and began unbuckling my belt, “I’m nowhere near as drunk as I acted; and you’ve never been able to win an argument with me, so don’t even try.” My head was spinning; I don’t even remember when I pulled off her sequined tank top. I became aware that I was naked, staring at her hairless pussy mound as I pulled on the legs of her jeans. To my thinking, I would have loved to seen what her natural red pubic hair looked like… but her bald cunt looked luscious. I made a mental note to eat it at first chance. She bounced up onto her knees, “Know what else I’ve wanted? To kiss you, right on the lips.” What little reserve I had melted away with the passion Josie put into that first kiss; yep, the first one of fifty or more. By the time she pulled back and smiled at me, my cock was nearly to the point of bursting. ************************************************************************ So there we were, in the big middle of her king-sized bed. The way her sphincter could relax when I pushed in, then give my dick a ‘death grip’ when backed out, was a-fucking-mazing. “Ung.. ung.. ahh… ahh… oh, yeah… ahh… ahh… God… Donnie… Oh, God it’s good. Uh…uh…uh… mmmmm…” My own pleasure was being vocalized by a constant hum, with an occasional groan of amazement. The tight, slick tunnel was different, ...
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