1. The Handyman Part 3


    Date: 9/9/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: Naughty_Renee, Rating: 32, Source: LushStories

    today.” “I was, but I finished early,” he informed me with that grin still plastered on his face. “So, um…are you going to be working on the flooring today? “Nope,” he said as he slowly advanced into the room. I swallowed hard as his eyes burned into mine, and the look in his eyes as he reached for my towel was enough to open the flood gates between my legs. “I have only one thing on my mind,” he said as he back me up against my husband’s side of the bed. Just a little nudge with his knee and I fell back onto the sheets, his fingers pulling my towel off as I went down. He took his time and looked me over thoroughly as if he was seeing me naked for the first time. “How do you want it, Renee?” Phil asked as he put a knee on either side of me and pulled my hands up over my head, holding them in place against the mattress. His hands felt strong as he pulled my wrists together. He chuckled, using one hand to hold my hands in place while the other slid down to cup my breast. “Oh…any way you want to give it to me,” I sighed with my answer. “Good answer, my little slut,” he said while rolling my nipple between his fingers, turning it hard and bringing a soft gasp from my lips. Then he smothered my parted lips with his in a hot, sexy, tongue-fucking kiss. No matter where his lips led, Phil was truly a master with kissing. His tongue knew all the right places to go. He knew when to suck, when to nibble, when to all-out assault. While his lips were devouring me, his hand made its way ...
    down to my pussy, teasing me with feather light strokes. “Oh my God…Phil…the things you do to me. I can’t…I can’t…barely…” I mumbled words that never completed what I wanted to say to him. He could tell that I was getting close to coming just by his simple touch, and he backed off, denying me that pleasure. It was pissing me off, driving me crazy and making me hot as hell all at the same time. “Stop it!” I hissed while pushing my pelvis up in a futile attempt for release. “Stop what?” he asked, seizing on my nipple and sucking it into his mouth. I had to force myself to think. Why in the world would I want him to stop? What he was doing felt so incredibly erotic! If he would only would— “Let me cum,” I panted, trying to pull my hands free and ease the pressure in my cunt with my own fingers. “Not a chance, baby,” he said to me with an evil grin before switching his attention to my other tit. “But…but… oh you are just plain cruel,” I protested weakly, trying to bring my legs up and wrap them around him. Still pinning my wrists solidly against the bed with one hand, he shifted some and slid his free hand to his pants. I watched him undo his belt and I thought that he was going to free his cock and give my pussy what it really needed, but then he pulled his belt free from its loops with something else in mind. His hand that held the belt slid smoothly up my arms and before I could wrap my mind around what he was doing, he had the belt wrapped around my wrists, securing my hands ...
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