1. 45 From cheating housewife to who knows what? Pt4


    Date: 7/22/2015, Categories: BDSM, Voyeur, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    he did say he would have rescued me if he thought I needed it but had thought I was quite capable of dealing with the d***ks as there was only five of them! Thanks Eddy! We were about to drive off when we saw the first lad again, chips in hand waiting for the last bus watching us, or perhaps just me, from a shop doorway. I told eddy to fetch him as those d***ks would be out soon and from what they had said inside that lad was on their hit list for some reason, He swung the car round and stopped at the kerb, winding down the window I called to the lad who seeing me thought he was luck in and was soon aboard. Eddy driving off as the d***ks flooded from the chippy our lad looking mightily relieved. He introduced himself as Kevin. We parked up to eat our chips together at the far end of the esplanade rain now hitting the screen, the last few hardy souls scuttling off to somewhere dry. Over the meal we chatted, Kevin telling us where he lived, as it happened on our way home so we promised to drop him off after the food. Haltingly he asked about the cuffs and collar which Eddy answered saying I was his slave and I did as I was told. The lad`s jaw dropped, as Eddy asked “why, was he hopeful of getting some action” the open mouthed lad just nodded. Eddy finished his supper and swilled the pop, silently, I knew what he was thinking, and when he gave Kevin the smelly chip papers and sent him to the bin, I was not surprised when he told me to get in the back with the lad. I pointed ...
    out that sex was impossible in the roll on and his reply that I was to “do it another way then” gave me little option. I did as asked, Kevin returning and finding me climbing in beside him. Eddy telling him he would not get to screw me but could cop a good feel and I would “see to him” like a good girl. He took no second telling hiking up my dress and running his young fingers over my pubic area within seconds. I could tell he was not a breast man his whole efforts being to finger my wet sex under the dreaded roll on as his lips welded themselves to mine. Ready for some relief I came, not once but in a huge rolling climax of fabulous sexual relief. Kevin, not of course knowing of the way I had been denied all evening, now believing he was casenover, me having come so fast,, he peeled open his jeans flopping out a stiff and very presentable 6 incher, which I took in my mouth as soon as I managed to disentangle myself from his avid kisses. As we drove off he flooded my mouth with a jet of the most tasty cum, doing it again, this time in my hand as we dropped him off at the end of his road such is the recovery of youth, he thanked us both, asking my name as he zipped up. I told him “Ann” the first name I could think of and we drove away leaving him stood on the wet pavement in a daze. It was two in the morning as we quietly parked up at our garage, arm in arm we wandered past the garage and round the pond, Eddy pointing out the chime with a smile then unlocking and leading me ...
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