1. A hooker for my husband


    Date: 6/20/2016, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Author: SFS, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    the red ones as well as the black.” I looked at my purchases, realising there were no panties, no thongs. Hubby produced his credit card, and paid. Next a boot maker. Thigh high boots, three pairs, black, white, and red. Hubby was there with his card. It was six o’clock. I’d shower and applied body lotion to my entire body. I was preparing myself. He’d be here at eight. My body glistened, my nipples tingled with anticipation, excitement. My pussy was freshly shaved, smooth. I ran my fingers across my mound, and then between my legs. Very smooth. Earlier I had, had an enema. I was prepared. I applied false eyelashes, and then began to apply my slap. Dark and smoky. Black eye shadow, lightening slightly as it reached my eyebrows, then a little blusher over my foundation. Hubby sat watching “Are you feeling guilty that you are about to pimp your ever loving wife?” I asked. “No darling, why should I? No if you met him at a party, you’d fuck him for free.” “Is he handsome them?” I asked. “I should have asked before. God he’s not fat is he?” “No, young, about thirty, tall, blonde, athletic,” Hubby said. “And with a big cock! Stop you’re making me wet.” I changed my nipple piercing from my normal bars, to circular disks, which hid my aureoles’ and just allowed my nipples to poke thorough. They were already erect and slotted into the holes perfectly. Hubby helped me dress. He clipped the suspender belt tightly around my waist. It was wide, reaching to just a couple of inches above ...
    my pussy. The PVC was soft, and very comfortable. I rolled the stocking up, before unrolling them up my legs, Hubby clipped them onto the suspender belt. Then the matching half bra. My breast rested perfectly in half cups, my nipple pointing out over the tops. A matching choker was buckled around my neck. It was nearly time. I double checked the apartment. Champagne in the cooler by the bed, two flouts. A section of toys, a dildo, my favourite rabbit. “Time for the shoes, darling, then you must be off, don’t want him seeing you, do we.” I stepped into the black killer heels, Hubby strapped the wide straps around my ankles, and closed the mock padlock shut. I was ready. “No wait, I said as Hubby was at the door. Butt plug, forgot the butt plug.” I leant of the hall chair, my arse in the air, as Hubby slid my diamante butt plug into my eager back passage. I squeezed my anal muscles, enjoying the sensation. Then he was gone. I waited. Waited for my client. My paying client. God I was wet. I spoke into the security entry phone, “Good evening, how my I help you?” “I’m Lothar, I believe you are expecting me.” “Yes I am, please come up.” I pressed the button which released the lobby door lock. Seconds later there was a knock at the apartment door. I checked through the security peep hole. Then opened the door. Lothar smiled at me, looking me up and down, hungrily as he took in my bare breasts, and shaved pussy, my long legs encased in their shear stockings.. I closed the door behind ...
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