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He cunt is everything he had hoped as she settles just above his face. In moments he is lost in the pleasure of her smell, her taste as the tip of his tongue barely reaches her, the feel of her on him.
As if in a tunnel he hears her voice, "Who else in the office do you imagine being willing to straddle your old married face?" Think Monica would give you all this?" . A corner of his brain wonders on that thought for just a moment before she is on his mouth.
Minutes of near frantic suckling and licking as he drinks her in. His arms pinned down only encourage him to strain and seek her more vigourously. Feeling her start to move those arms wriggle loose to hold her in place. He wants her cum to fill his mouth if possible. Her unexpected touch on his shaft is like fire and he jerks in her hand as he trys to focus on her pleasure.
Then it is a waterfall as she explodes into his mouth and onto his face. He gulps, he slurps, he tries to drink it all. But it covers his face and chest. Soaking the center of his bed.
In a moment those lips are gone but then replaced by another. Two plump sweet lips as she kisses him and he does the same. So concentrated on her he misses how her body jas arranged itself until he is again impaling her.
..."or should I suck it?"
"Stephanie, suck it after I cum."
Then pulling her back into a body hugging embrace he plants his feet on the bed and starts to thrust upward into her. Ever upward motion propelled by flexing legs. In a few minutes of such energetic activity and quivering anticipation from when he serviced him he released for the third time that day. Filling her pussy again he stopped bucking and laid flat, legs down too. Arms wrapped tight around her and pulling that hot sweaty body against his. He felt their breathing synchronize as he breasts pushed against him.
As if in a tunnel he hears her voice, "Who else in the office do you imagine being willing to straddle your old married face?" Think Monica would give you all this?" . A corner of his brain wonders on that thought for just a moment before she is on his mouth.
Minutes of near frantic suckling and licking as he drinks her in. His arms pinned down only encourage him to strain and seek her more vigourously. Feeling her start to move those arms wriggle loose to hold her in place. He wants her cum to fill his mouth if possible. Her unexpected touch on his shaft is like fire and he jerks in her hand as he trys to focus on her pleasure.
Then it is a waterfall as she explodes into his mouth and onto his face. He gulps, he slurps, he tries to drink it all. But it covers his face and chest. Soaking the center of his bed.
In a moment those lips are gone but then replaced by another. Two plump sweet lips as she kisses him and he does the same. So concentrated on her he misses how her body jas arranged itself until he is again impaling her.
..."or should I suck it?"
"Stephanie, suck it after I cum."
Then pulling her back into a body hugging embrace he plants his feet on the bed and starts to thrust upward into her. Ever upward motion propelled by flexing legs. In a few minutes of such energetic activity and quivering anticipation from when he serviced him he released for the third time that day. Filling her pussy again he stopped bucking and laid flat, legs down too. Arms wrapped tight around her and pulling that hot sweaty body against his. He felt their breathing synchronize as he breasts pushed against him.
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