1. Depression Era Survival


    Date: 3/9/2016, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Mature, Author: dickblackman, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    John Cox had just fucked Connie. He was licking his cum out of her wet cunt. Sniffing to find any dregs he may be leaving. It was an exciting thought that she would be giving up some pussy to someone today. Seven k**s had been pumped into this slippery groove by him and it was still good enough to pull them through rough times. Connie was enjoying the joy which had returned to the household that good food brought. She didn't mind the extra attention that John had started to give her either. She knew she would get back by Harry's but John thought she needed to branch out to the ship yards. Everything came in there. Johns friend Steve worked there. He was younger, single and had given er the once over several times. Being only 32, she felt she could work him. John had contacted him on the pretense of helping her find some decent work. Connie dressed in a beige,very thin, past the knee flowing skirt, with a brown, button front blouse. Panty less with a white garter belt,dark hose and low heels. In any light, the dress would be see through. Yet safely covered in a ankle length Fog Coat, she was just another Lady. Topped off with a hat of this years style, she looked secretarial. She took the bus and as she stepped on climbing the steps, the driver took a look through her skirt and gave her a free ride. She sat behind him since the only other passengers were at the rear. Their small talked included that he drove until 6pm, with a wink. She answered by propping her foot on the ...
    floor rail. One knee high, he got a closer, but not a complete view up a thigh. She arrived 1 berth away from Steve. Being a Lady, she got tipped hats and turned heads with respectful smiles. As she passed the younger men, she got whistles. Suddenly a young man ran toward her. It was the son of a neighbor from years ago, named Alex. They chatted and he agreed to walk her to Steve's for her safety. Reaching there, Steve said he would contact Alex when I was ready to leave. Alex was the age of my daughter, 19 and seemed to have the same wandering eyes like his dad. Steve's office had one, old soft well worn couch. Tall file cabinets blocked all the windows, except one directly behind him facing a wall. A large overhead skylight filled the office with light. For 45 minutes, Steve made a spiel about everything but work. In the heat of the bright light, she removed her coat. Bending over to fold and place it beside her. Steve's view was a silhouette of pink naked ass cheeks, garter and hose. She side stepped, spacing her feet wide, leaned and the fabric accented the groove of her ass with a shadow of hair below it. She could hear him breathing, hard. Without the offer of work, he implied he could get her some canned goods from his shipments. She informed him that the problem was they had no money and faked a tear. He rushed to her side and wiped the tears. With his groin at face level he implied again that the two of them could work something out. He unzipped his pants and waited. She ...
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