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Cowgirl's Real Story

Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: True Story, Author: iqtpy, Rating: 36.8, Source: sexstories.com

boots were suede, semi-round at the toe and had that soft broken in feeling. Luke begins thrusting his over ready cock into my pussy. “How’s that?” “Feels great. Nice and easy, like riding my favorite stead through a meadow.” “Want to ride a Through Bread?” I take my other leg down from the desk, and firmly plant my hands to it. “Fucking whip and spur!” With one foot on his cowboy boot, the other on the carpet, Luke digs his fingers into my hip bones, slamming my twat with full force. I let out a broken moan. “Your pussy is tight, slippery and warm. I am drowning in your silk.” Luke slows down. Nuzzling my neck, “This is selfish of me.” I reach between our legs. “Your balls drowned, I believe they need resesitation?” “No you don’t! That is your bull riding hand.” I release them and bring my hand back forward touching everything along the way. Up my inner lips over my clit, to my belly button. All the while, Luke is watching over my shoulder. “God damn it, Liz!” He wraps his arms around my waist. I feel a warm sensation between my legs besides me. “Want a beer?” Handing me one. “Thanks, a Golden Buddy. Haven’t seen one of these in a while.” “They are hard to find, I special order them.” “Are you tired, Luke?” “No, just resting.” “You rest old man.” “God damn! I walked right into that one!” I want to make a memory, something Luke can take with him and think of me when I am not around. I pull the desk chair to the middle of the room. I climb up on it. I sit on the backrest of ... the chair. I pull the tab for the ceiling fan. You could hear the click and the blades start spinning. I can feel the air passing over my moist skin. “It’s hot in here.” I rest my elbows on my knees. I hang my head down allowing my hair to fall forward. Being tilted, most of my private parts can be seen through the slats on the back of the chair. “Holy Fuck!” I turned my head. “Like what you see?” “Absolutely! Age has softened you Lizzy, but not your spirit.” I straighten my arms between my legs, downward. The movement forces my legs apart. I sit up and toss my hair back. It softly twirls with the fan air. I put the four fingers of my right hand in my mouth. You can hear the sucking noise as I pulled them out from my mouth. My left hand is clutched to the wooden frame of the backrest. Looking toward the ceiling, I drag my wet fingers down my neck and sternum, grazing the inside of my left breast. Like plucking the strings of a guitar, each finger stops to strike a note on my nipple. I took my left hand and did the same to my right breast. Open hands travel down forearms, uncross at the jointing of the thighs. Luke can see my hand disappear between my legs. I look over and Luke’s eyes were devilishly glowing. His arms were folded, his legs were crossed and was sporting a raging hard on. “Want to help.” “Are you kidding me? I am still debating whether this is real or fantasy.” “Why finger fuck myself when you’re here?” Luke walks over and stands in front of me. I reach over and ...