1. A WOMAN'S TOUCH...e****t Service


    Date: 11/16/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Mature, Author: kinghut, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    My lust had been simmering for weeks. Thoughts of cock kept invading my mind at all hours of the day, dis- tracting me, making my mind wander... Although I had been a faithful wife and mother, these thoughts lead to urges that I no longer could ignore. Every man I passed on the street or worked with in the office became simply cock. Bananas, cucumbers, hot dogs, bottles, anything long, thick and fat... all were cock. My mouth watered at ads in the newspaper for men's underwear, as I stared at their nicely rounded packages. My pussy moistened at the mere thought of dragging those briefs down and filling my mouth with their thick meat. I tried to satisfy my lust with my husband. Each night I'd find new tricks....all kinds of variations of fuck- ing and sucking him, but my mind still drifted to big- ger cocks. Cocks that would stretch my mouth and pussy to their limits, that would make me cry out and moan and scream in lust. Finally, I knew I had to do something about this delicious torture I was going through. After much thought, I looked into e****t services, visiting a dozen in a neighboring city. I made sure I selected only the classiest of them, ones with clients who expect the best, and who are discrete. Hoping to reduce the odds of finding a man with a cock that would own me, I put on my application that I preferred to e****t black men exclusively. A week later I got a call at work from Prestige e****ts. The woman explained that they'd been given a request for an e****t ...
    who would entertain a young black man who was coming to the city to try out for the university's basketball team. He was kind of shy, and not accustomed to citylife, and the request was for an older woman he could be comfortable with. The e****t would include dinner and sightseeing, with the intent to show him how nice it would be to go to school there. Was I interested? My hands were shaking! I said I was, and asked for a little more information. I was told he was 18 from Georgia, 6'8" tall, well-mannered and somewhat shy. Prestige would arrange for a limousine for Friday evening. All I had to do was drive to the city. My pussy stayed wet for the next two days as I con- templated my date. A young black man! 6'8" tall! I licked my lips as I thought of standing next to him... my mouth even with his cock....a cock I dreamed would be a real jaw breaker....a real pussy stuffer. At work I excused myself frequently to go to the ladies room and stroke my aching clit when images of feeding on his meat filled me, bringing myself to draining orgasms. After what seemed like an eternity, the night came. I told my husband I had to go out of town suddenly, and that I'd return Sunday. I'd already packed my bags, and left from work, arriving at my hotel with an hour to spare. I quickly showered and shaved my legs...and after a few moments of debate, decided to trim my bush very close, so only a hint of hair was left. I had to restrain myself from playing with my overheated pussy as I trimmed, ...
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