1. 45 From cheating housewife to who knows what? Pt3


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

    through my head as like a good housewife I made a mental note to change the bed covers, and what would happen if Jack came home early just this once. That camera on its tripod now was taking timed shots as it had before in the yard, the kitchen, the garden, and the garage. Eddy`s huge soothing hands slid over my back, reassuring cool and gentle, slithering over the silk of the panties, playing with the cheeks of my backside through the thin material as though itching to spank the fleshy orbs! It was so intense, I mentally begged for not something I would normally even dream of, I could not tell him but if that`s what he wanted was to spank my arse He could, he could have cut my throat and I would have asked for more at that precise moment, I needed some sort of climax some sort of release and I would have done anything to get it! God my sex was leaking now, as his hands began to ease down the waistband of the tiny grey panties, slowly exposing my skin to the cool of the room, my breathing increased in depth and pace, was what he would do I knew I should not last long with this level of soft caress. I raised my hips as best I could, with his help the tiny slither of silk slid like oil down below my bum, my legs being open they would stretch no further. Unable to speak I could do no more than groan, my thoughts screamed cut the things, trash them, work on my very sex, spank me, do something please, please, please; but the cool soft caress continued, his finger fleeting across ...
    my rosebud, briefly touching the tiny nerve endings as it passed the puckered entry. For a big man the lightness of his fingertip amazing me as the finger found my sex lips and touching like a butterfly on a flower he began to gently strum, I was in flood now, my hips up forcing themselves at the invading finger as best the bindings would let me, desperate for the release I knew was so near, that dammed camera clicking still automatically every few seconds capturing every move, every twitch. I had climbed the mountain, and it had been hard, this however was a landslide, unstoppable, titanic, a tsunami of feelings the intensity more than anything I had experienced before, ears ringing, head reeling, breathing ragged I hit the wall of climax, oh so intense That I collapsed, sagging to the pillow a jelly, blacked out, seconds passed, I vaguely felt my wrists released then my ankles, the gag had gone, a tiny bell was ringing, was I dreaming, slowly the fog of doubt cleared, Eddy, lifting off the sl**p mask, me blinking at the bright light as he said he was going , he kissed me, thanked me, then was gone before I could roll over. So shattered was I that I came near to going to sl**p, I knew I could not though as if I had overslept then Jack would have found me and questions been asked. I staggered to my feet legs like rubber, removed the wet bedcover and after putting the washer in go mode brewed a strong cup of good old British tea. The rain still wet the window, the garden looked ...
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