1. Lesley part 23


    Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: Mature, Sex Humor, Author: Les1111, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    cock out before we'd left the station. Wha a fucking slapper. Mind...best fuck i ever had.....but....that Sylvia....she's got some edge...if i was twenty years younger...bu fuck I'd make her suffer...so....did ya fuck the slut? &#034 &#034Aye Ernie...me and you would have made a great team...&#034 &#034Don't fucking k** yourself... jock...down here...in the north east....men dont go out drinking, on the prowl, with blokes that where dresses....now fuck off..I'm bored....&#034 &#034Fucking ungrateful old coffin dodger&#034 McPeevie said as he walked out the door... &#034Am not fucking deaf...thanks for the panties, ya fat fuck&#034 Ooooo At 630am Lesley was in the bath,,when her phine rang. It was sitting on the floor next to the bath and was easily reached. &#034Morning sexy. Everything ok?&#034 &#034Yes I think so....just in the bath&#034 &#034Hope your not playing with yourself...I know that's where women do most of their diddling hahaha&#034 &#034Oh no....I'm not I prom...&#034 &#034Just joking....&#034 He interrupted... &#034just checking what time you'll be here. &#034Er 0730.... Normal time. &#034Ok....see you then&#034 Rob was just checking she wouldn't be arriving earlier, because he needed time to change the bed clothes. The Merry Widow was still in his bed and he was taking her a cup of tea. He'd performed admirably through the night and she was sl**ping on sheets that were destroyed. He'd taken a Viagra tablet in the early hours because he knew he had his early ...
    morning liaison with Lesley, after Mavis had left. His cock was hard again as he walked naked into the bedroom.... &#034Ooh...is that for me?&#034 &#034Sure is....first cuppa of the day....&#034 &#034Fuck the tea....it's that cock I want....&#034 &#034Mavis....your such a slut...&#034 &#034Rob...shut the fuck up....and do me....&#034 &#034Anything for a lady......&#034 Ooooo Lesley was getting in the car when the phone rang again....'Sylvia'....said the screen. &#034Hi Sylvia...what's happening....nice day off?&#034 &#034No it fucking well wasn't...that fucking McPeevie, worst fucking day of my fucking life&#034 &#034Oh god...what happened?&#034 &#034Ill see you at work...did you find those patient files...I'm so much in the shit....I've got to find them...and quick&#034 &#034No no...sorry...last time I saw them was when you were writing them up...&#034 &#034Fuck fuck fuck...ok,I need to see you. What's ya shift?&#034 &#034In early...gotta see McPeevie as soon as I go in, then breakfasts&#034 &#034That fucking man.....oh sorry...he's your friend I forgot. I'm late...I'll see you later, gotta go into town ses you at 2... Bye&#034 What the fuck was that all about, Lesley thought as the phone disconnected. 'McPeevie...my friend'. Something's not right here... Ten minutes later, at the alotted time, she was stripping her clothes off in Robs bedroom. The windows were open and the bed was freshly changed....Lesley loved clean sheets. She was telling Rob about the strange phone call, ...