1. The Hitter


    Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: gilrenard, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    watched our kids scurry way. I love the look in Doreen’s eyes when she looks at our children. It’s a look that leaves no doubt that life is good, no matter how hard the times get. “What am I going to do with you, Gil?” before she could say another word, I took her in my arms and kissed her. “Mmmmmm,” She moaned. I laid her down on the hay. “Is someone horny for my wet, hot pussy?” She teasingly asked me. I grunted and pulled her dress down over her firm breasts, squeezing them before I sucked on each nipple. “Fuck! You always make me hot!” Doreen panted. I lifted the hem of her dress over her hips and rubbed her moist slit through her panties. “Fuuuuuck! Eat my pussy, please, Gil. Make me cum!” She moaned as her body writhed in aching pleasure. I licked and lapped at her dripping slit as I fingered her. My cock was throbbing so hard that it hurt. I turned my attention to her clit, sucked it in to my mouth and fingered her faster. I wanted her to cum quickly. I needed to be inside her. “Ohhhh, Ohhhhhhhh, Ohhhhhhhhhh!” She ...
    moaned like a cat in heat as she came. “Thank you, boyo!” She cheerfully said to me as she pushed me off her, stood up and adjusted her dress. “You aren’t going to leave me like this, are you?” I asked as I pointed to my throbbing cock. “You bet I am. You know how much I hate you teaching our kids to fight. Claire is a little girl for crying out loud! I want her to be a proper lady and get an education. Consider your sexy wife’s body off limits to you for two weeks. Maybe that will teach you to heed my wishes,” She winked at me and turned to walk away. “Maybe I should spank that gorgeous, Irish ass of yours for leaving me like this,” I laughed. “Don’t you try sweet talking me in to fucking you. But, now that you mention it, I’ll expect my gorgeous, Irish ass to be nice and red, before you properly fuck it. Two weeks from today, and not a minute sooner,” She laughed, lifted her dress and exposed her fine ass to me as she walked away. O’Hara had been right all those years ago. I had met my match. And I couldn’t have been any happier.
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