1. 45 From cheating housewife to who knows what? Pt2


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

    and at one I messaged him then sat on a seat in the garden with a book, dressed in my best green dress, stockings and matching undies in turquoise silk, a picture of a content homely sophisticated house wife. He arrived at a quarter to two, camera in hand, and began snapping from the gate, I knew from the tent in his trousers that he approved of my clothing choices, and he soon had me posing under our cherry tree in provoking poses, slowly divesting myself of the dress, out here luckily for me, he did not ask me to remove more, though when we went indoors the walk to my front door dressed as I was felt a bit exposed to say the least. Any unexpected caller would have had a real eyeful. Indoors his hands slid all over my body, as he asked me to remove whatever I was comfortable with bit by bit, the stockings went first, that only left the basque and the knickers. I eyed his straining trousers, the contents of which I had as yet not seen don’t forget, and decided to remove the basque, reasoning that he had never asked for sex as such, and the top half would tease him enough to make his mind up. As I slowly undid the clips I could tell he was distracted from photography and the shots decreased as he spent more time with his jaw open as I revealed more skin to his eager gaze. The cool air on my breasts caused my nipples to stiffen even more, and he kissed me passionately his hands roaming freely over my breasts the camera now abandoned on the table. I slid down his body, then ...
    with eager hands I opened the fly zip, from which sprang out a good 6” male member, uncut and as rigid as a girl could want, no huge tool but enough and ready. Eager hands eased his balls out of the clothes as my tongue lashed the tip of his tool, as his hands ran through my hair and a moan escaped his body. Hardly had I placed his helmet on my tongue and he was flooding my teeth with his salty spend, which triggered a small climax in my own body, nothing earth shattering like Steve gives me, just a nice gentle and enjoyable buzz . He dragged me to my feet as I swallowed his spend, then kissed me; the taste is for me a buzz on its own and he must have been able to taste it as well his tongue swirling Round my mouth eager as if searching for a new flavour. Suddenly as if a switch was thrown he zipped up his fly and was back as the old Eddy camera in hand snapping away capturing my images for his collection posing me this way and that in the little kitchen. At three his watch alarm beeped and in an instant he stood, kissed me again then was gone leaving a just a cloud of diesel fumes lingering in the roadway. I felt frustrated, the small climax I had had was not enough for a girl like me, I was in need and knew I would have to resort to my plastic friend yet again. I smiled as I was musing later how inept as a blackmailer was Eddy, It was I that had moved things on to a sexual basis , not Eddy, he had been content to photograph me, perhaps things would move on even more as time ...
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