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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"The next stop is Earlsfield. Train is stopping at Earlsfield, Wimbledon, Surbiton....."
Peter shuffled down the carriage of the train as it left Clapham Junction. It was after 10 o'clock in the evening and, whilst the train wasn't full, finding the right spot for the journey home wasn't straight-forward.
He'd had a quick drink in the pub near the office as was the routine on a Thursday night. Nothing crazy, just a catch-up and wind down after the another long week. Peter was in his early 50's, a senior executive in a Central London Property company and had thrown his credit card...well, his company credit card.... behind the bar and invited the 6 or 7 collegues in his team to have a few pints and some finger food. Most of the team would be working from home tomorrow morning, so he'd scheduled a conference call at 9.30am, as he did every Friday, to get set for the week ahead, tie up any issues before the weekend, and make sure everyone was up and working..!
Peter adjusted his laptop bag and brushed his suit jacket as he searched for a space.
The large Asian-looking man already snoring, his body billowing over the seat alongside him was not tempting. Further into the carriage, a man in Snickers work trousers was listening to music and drinking a can of lager. Again, not tempting. Slightly further in he saw a slim woman, similar in age, sitting cross-legged by a window. Lifting the lap-top bag onto the shelf above her head, Peter smoothed a crease in his suit jacket and sat down, smiling as he did so.
The lady smiled back.
She looked to be in her late 40's or early 50's, slim and attractive. There was a feint smell of cigarettes mixed with a nice perfume...Yves Saint Lauren? Armani, perhaps?.... I sat down and settled in for the regular commute back to Surrey.
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Lucinda shuffled slightly in her seat, then uncrossed and re-crossed her legs. She was used to catching the late train home - she worked as the Catering Manager of large hotel and, between late hours ensuring that conferences, charity events and parties were looked after, and the distractions that London has to offer, Lucinda was no stranger to settling in for the commute back to the suburbs.
This night, however, it was a private party in town that had kept her late; a friend was celebrating her 50th birthday and they had met for a late lunch followed by bit of drinking through the afternoon at a restaurant that overlooked the river. By the time 10pm had come around the party had begun to thin out leaving Lucinda with the choice to keep going with the hard core and stay overnight, or make the trip home.
She scrolled through the photos of the night on her phone and smiled - the gang all looked great. Over the years there had been plenty of ups and downs...the girls had shared it all with prosecco and friendship and tears and laughs along the way.
Lucinda had had a few drinks over the course of the late afternoon but, whilst slightly tipsy through the day, had stopped drinking a couple of hours ago in anticipation of the train ride and drive home. As she put down her phone a man walked down the passageway of the train towards her looking for a seat. He slowed as he approach the seat next to her and, as he lifted his laptop onto the parcel shelf above her head, Lucinda could see that he was pretty fit, wearing a lovely blue suit and a light blue and white cotton shirt.
She looked him up and down and a flash of desire ran through her mind.
Hmmmm, she thought, mentally shrugging, will probably come to nothing
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Peter made himself comfortable, scrolling through his phone to find some music and searching his pockets for his ear bods.
Lucinda took little notice of the man to her left and watched the city ease into suburbia through the window, a succesion of traffic lights and car headlights passing by. The terraced houses began to give way to semi-detached dwellings with gardens. Now and again the train would rumble past a window with lights on and curtains open...people getting changed, watching tv, whatever....a millisecond glimpse into people's lives.
"Ah..found them" Peter smiled over as he fished the earpods out of a pocket.
Just as he did so the train shuddered to a jittery stop.
Peter's hand knocked against the seat in front, spilling the earpods onto the floor
"Bugger"
He looked around and under the seat but with no luck.
Lucinda looked down as Peter sighed. She lifted her handbag to look underneath
"Oh, don't worry...they could be anywhere...not going to start rummaging under the train seats for a cheap pair of earpods.." Peter said, gently putting his hand on Lucinda's arm.
"Still...what a pain" Lucinda replied.
"Sorry forrrr the deelayyyy...a freight train has broken down at Wimbledon. It'll be moved shortly aaaaand we'll recomence our journey"
"Looks as if we'll be here a little while....I'm Peter"
"Hi....I'm Lucinda"
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"I work in property...took the team out for a couple of drinks as we do most Thursdays...not uncommon for a delay...usually moves off in quarter of an hour or so"
"The joys of Southern Railways, Peter.."
"Ha..yes...you travelling far?"
"To Esher...maybe another 30 or 40minutes by train, then a quick drive home"
Peter looked at Lucinda, taking her in...attractive...well dressed...and there was a light behind her eyes that spoke of a sense of adventure. The black cocktail dress, black tights and expensive black heels under a tan coat were sensual and elegant. On her wrist a simple gold bracelet.
On her finger, a gold wedding ring.
Peter shifted to face Lucinda.
As he did so Lucinda noticed the tanned skin that spoke of a recent holiday. Peter's gold Tissot watch poked from under the hem of his blue shirt. His hand was free of jewlery.
"Yes...was in the Maldives last month. Sailing, scuba diving. Paradise...been away recently?
"We're planning on going to Majorca next weekend as it happens. Staying in a small villa fifteen minutes outside of Palma in the hills"
"We?" Peter asked
"Yes...my husband, a friend of mine and her partner"
"Lots of sunbathing and red wine?"
"Absolutely, Peter. I can't wait to feel the warm sun and strip off" |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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" new swimsuits all bought?" Asked Peter
Lucinda smiled to herself...she knew that Peter was picturing her by the side of a pool in a swimming costume.
"A couple. New sarong. Picked up some bits and pieces for Brian, my husband, and I. Though the villa is pretty secluded....less is definitely more"
"Going topless won't worry anyone in Spain...pretty much the norm"
"True...but the four of us will go a little bit further than that..."
Peter visibly gulped. Lucinda coukd see a hunger developing in his eyes, like a leopard seeing prey. All too easy, she thought.
Lucinda recrossed her legs again, her right foot foot now touching Peter's shin.
"You've a great figure...an all over tan would suit you"
Just then the train jerked forward.
"Soooorry for the deelay...we will arrive at Wimbledon shortly and continue on as normal"
Lucinda texted her husband:
*train delayed, Brian. Having a nice chat with a stranger called Peter...x*
Her phone pinged quickly back
*enjoy the ride*
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By (user no longer on site)
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as with all your stories - enjoying the build |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Living the dual view points |
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By *ichard7Man
over a year ago
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Great story looking forward to hearing more.. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The train limped into Wimbledon and quite a number of people alighted... mostly men and women in their 20s who exuded a sense of entitlement and would be watching the rugger at the w.e with the collars of their polos up, but some normal people as well.
"So you the four of you must be close friends??" Peter laughed
"Intimate friends" Lucinda, responded. She knew the bait was in the water and could see her prey's interest.
"We go back a few years. Hilary and I used to work in a hotel together organising events. We used to go on holiday together...there's not much we haven't seen, or done, together..."
"We've all had our wild times" Peter said smoothly
"Ha ha! Well, Hilary and I certainly had fun...we both married around the same time...Geoff and Brian get on...and one night whilst on holiday together things got very...liberal"
" oh? Do tell!"
"Let's just say a drinking game, the private pool, and Brian got to know Hilary a lot better...anyway, since then we've gone on holiday every year and not been too worried about dress code. The only rule we have is to wear clothes whilst eating. By the pool we just strip off."
Peter looked at Lucinda, undressing her in his mind, visualising this slim, articulate , confident woman completely naked.
"So...is this an exclusive arrangement with this other couple?"
Lucinda placed a hand on Peter's thigh and, looking into his eyes, said
"No"
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The train picked up speed.
The rythmic thump thump of the tracks got faster and faster.
Peter put his hand on Lucinda's where it rested on his leg...and squeezed slightly.
Lucinda moved her hand fractionally higher up Peter's thigh.
"Does Brian know quite how liberal you are?"
"I tell him everything"
"What will you tell him tonight?"
"That depends on whether there is anything to tell"
Peter could feel his cock harden and shifted in his seat.
"I'm not making you uncomfortable am I?" asked Lucinda.
Peter cleared his throat jokingly and smiled... "no...you do have my interest though"
Again the train stopped and people got off. The carriage was down to perhaps 20 people or so. Lucinda looked around and the remaining passengers were all staring into space or playing on their phones.
"I'll have to raise your interest further.." Lucinda suggested
"How will you accomplish that, I wonder"
"Come closer"
Lucinda recognised where the train was and timed her move perfectly.
As the train entered a long tunnel she leant forward and put her mouth close to Peter's ear...
Lucinda moved her hand up Peter's leg and in his ear simulated a gentke orgasm
" oh...ohg....mmmmm...yes...oooouuggghh"
The train exploded out of the tunnel and Lucinda reclined back into her seat. She looked at Peter's crotch...there was no mistaking the effect she'd had.
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By (user no longer on site)
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Peter was rock hard
Lucinda groaning in his ear through the tunnel had been as horny as it was surprising.
He looked at Lucinda with a mixture of lust and confusion
Lucinda had him in the palm of his hand. How to take back the initiative?
It had all been on Lucinda's terms up until now...
"you like to play games, Lucinda"
"Often" she responded.
Peter leaned back slightly and unbuckled his belt, then deftly slid it from around his waist.
Lucinda looked on with curiosity...but seeing Peter strip off his belt had sent a shot of desire between her legs.
Peter took Lucinda's wrists and placed both her hands on his knee.
Fixing his eyes on hers, Peter wove the belt around Lucinda's wrists...tightened...and hooked the buckle.
"Let me be the Master of this game, Lucinda" |
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By *D123Man
over a year ago
Kings Heath and Estepona |
Interesting! |
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Love where this is going.
Great writing op. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Mmmmmm |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Lucinda felt the flush of wetness between her legs as Peter tied her wrists...
"someone is walking towards us" she whispered hoarsely, spying a fellow passenger gathering her things and walking towards the door as the train slowed on its approach to the next station.
Peter moved Lucinda's wrists lower so they were partially hidden as the passenger walked past.
"I think I'll keep like this for another stop" he said
"and then?"
"maybe we can meet again...and continue what we have started tonight?"
Lucinda, very aware of her wrists being tied as she responded, smiled and said "perhaps"
"Neeeeext station is Esher...the train will be arriving in 3 minutes"
"This is my stop" said Lucinda "give me your number"
Peter unbuckled the belt, retied it around his waist, and fished out a business card from the inside pocket of his suit.
Lucinda got her things together, and Peter stood up to let her past. She got up, buttoned her trench coat, and moved towards the exit
"hope to see you again" she said....then walked down the passageway and waited for the doors to open.
Stepping out into the cold air, she lifted the collar of her coat, hugged her handbag to her body, and reached into it to find the ticket and her keys.
As she did so, Peter got off the train at the next set of doors down.
"you said you wanted to see me soon" he said
"is this your stop?" Lucinda asked
"it is - what a coincidence, eh?"
"or whatever the opposite of coincidence is" she smiled
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Can’t wait to find out where the next stop is
Cracking story |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Hot story |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The two of them walked down the platform with a small number of other passengers towards the exit. Esher is a small, suburban train station and the likelyhood was that there wouldn;t be a guard at the ticket barrier, but the six or so commuters all shuffled around looking for tickets.
Peter turned to Lucinda - "I very much enjoyed meeting you - I hope that you'll call"
"Likewise - do you live in the area?"
"Not too far - Claremont Park"
"Live alone?"
"Yes - do you live close by?"
"A short drive away" Lucinda responded.
"If you are heading in my direction we could share a cab" suggested Peter
"I have a better idea" Lucinda said "my car is parked just outside...."
Lucinda took out the keys of her Range Rover and opened up her phone
*At train station - giving Peter a ride*
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Looking forward to more |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Very hot  |
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I used to live in Earlsfield.... Shame I never bumped into Lucinda |
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By (user no longer on site)
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Great build up….. think he wants a holiday invite….. |
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By *D123Man
over a year ago
Kings Heath and Estepona |
Love the story |
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By *andM100Couple
over a year ago
Lincoln |
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By *andM100Couple
over a year ago
Lincoln |
Reminds me of a journey I had..  |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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More please ???????? |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Brian's stomach lurched as he got the text from his wife to say she was with Peter
The message was unambiguous...his wife was going to fuck another man
Brian felt turned on imagining his lover touching another man...Peter's seed filling his wife.
And he felt cuckolded.
Switching off the television, Brian prepared for bed. He didn't know what time Lucinda woukd be home but it was probably between an hour and an hour and a half.
He left the warm water flow over his body in the shower....was this man bigger? Fitter? Wittier?
He towelled off and got into the bed naked...then waited |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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Lucinda and Peter passed through the ticket gate.
"My car is just over here" said Lucinda.
She clicked her car key and the hazard lights of her silver Range Rover blinked.
Peter took Lucinda's hand and held it as they walked to the car.
....sex was now inevitable |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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This is incredibly hot |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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Peter stepped into the passenger seat as Lucinda pressed the ignition button.
The car was almost new, clean, with leather seats.
Peter placed a hand on Lucinda's thigh and moved his hand higher.
In the headlights of the car the last passengers of the train walked to their cars
"Wait a moment" Lucinda said
Not 'stop' or 'no'...simply wait
"Wait until everyone's gone"
Lucinda put the car in gear, and moved to the far end of the car park, away from the station.
"That's better" she said.
Peter leaned over and they kissed. His hand moved up Lucinda's thigh.
Lucinda opened her body and welcomed him, her hand rubbing his chest.
Their tongues tasted each other as they shuffled around the front of the car.
Lucinda felt desire building and pulled Peter's jacket off, then started unbuttoning his check shirt.
Peter was toned and firm, his torso athletic. As Lucinda opened his shirt she kissed his neck, and then darted her tongue over his left nipple.
"Ahhhhhmmmmm" he groaned.
Peter responded by lifting Lucinda's blouse over her head, revealing her white bra. He stroked her breast, then lowered the strap off her shoulder. Lucinda's right breast was exposed.
Peter raised up, pulled off his shirt, and then moved his mouth to her breast. His tongue darted over the hard nipple, and then he licked it gently, teasing it. He cupped the beast in his hand, then sucked the nipple hard.
"Mmmm oh god that's goood" Lucinda responded.
Peter's hand then went behind Lucinda's back and in a swift twist unhooked the bra. He swept it from Lucinda's body.
"Let's get into the back"
They both hopped out the car and then got into the back, kicking off their shoes as they got in.
Lucinda's breasts were partially lit by the street light a few metres away.
"You are beautiful, Lucinda"
Lucinda responded by moving her hand between Peter's legs. She cuped his balls through the suit fabric, and then found what she was looking for...Peter was hard. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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Lucinda lifted her bum and eased out off her cocktail dress. Underneath she was black stockings and black panties.
Peter unhooked his belt, unzipped his trousers, and lowered them
Through the fabric of his shorts Lucinda could see the shape of Peter's hard cock.
She leaned back on the car seat and Peter moved over her. Their groins rubbed over each other, dry humping as they kissed. Lucinda felt herself getting wetter in anticipation.
Peter then raised up and reached for his belt. He raised Lucinda's wrists over her head and, as before, bound them together, lifting her arms over her head.
Peter kissed her nipples hard, pinching them as he did so, then moved his kisses lower, hovering over Lucinda's core, before opening her legs.
With Lucinda's arms relaxed over her head, wrists bound, Peter moved the fabric of the panties to one side, and licked her clit
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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Lucinda sighed in pleasure.
How did Peter know she liked a little light bondage..?
Submitting to him in the back of her car she felt as in a haze of pleasure.
Peter licked her vulva, then slowly entered her with his tongue. Strong strokes in, then up and around her clit.
She was in heaven.
"Give me your wrists"
Peter untied her hands " I want to watch you touch yourself"
He sat back a little and Lucinda looked into his eyes as she moved her hand between her legs. She moved her fingers inside herself, feeling her wetness, then began to rub her clit in circles.
Peter lowered his shorts and knelt between her legs. He took his cock in his hand and stroked it, watching Lucinda.
'God what a stunning cock' thought Lucinda.
Lucinda sighed her chest flushed red. Her nipples hardened. She was getting closer.
She pushed Peter back and took his cock into her mouth. Her tongue traced the length of Peter's cock, and licked around the helmet, seeking the sensitive spot that would get him even harder.
Peter groaned.
She'd found it.
Lucinda licked up and down the length of his cock, the streetlight shining through the car window.
"Lucinda...I want to fuck you" |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Getting hotter and hotter |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Brian lay in bed naked
There was an injection of tension in the pit of his stomach as he imagined Peter's cock in his wife's mouth.
But his cock was hard.
He rolled over in the bed.
In less than an hour Lucinda would be home, her hair tussled and her groin smelling of sex.
He felt cuckolded and turned on.
He couldn't wait to reclaim her |
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Lucinda shuffled lower in the back seat of her Range Rover and lowered her knickers.
The streetlight glowed a feint orange into the car.
"Have you got a condom?" Peter asked
"I want you as you are you" Lucinda replied.
Peter knelt above her, and moved his fingers around Lucinda's clit, copying the circular motion she had showed him earlier.
The tip of his finger entered her...she was wet...very wet.
Two fingers moved in, going deeper with each stroke. His index finger touched the sweet spot...and Lucinda groaned in pleasure.
Peter's hand covered Lucinda's sex and he moved his fingers, stroking in and out.
Lucinda groaned. "Fuck me!"
Peter's cock thrust into her, filling her. He was stronger, harder and bigger than her husband.
Lucinda's thighs lifted, her knee rubbing the back of the drivers seat as she shifted to accommodate this stranger's cock.
Peter stroked long and hard, raising his waist so the his cock was almost out, then plunging back in.
She loved being filled, and her pussy tightened around the bare skin of Peter's sex.
He kissed her neck, then sucked hard on her nipple, sending a bolt of electricity through Lucinda's body.
"Oh yes!"
This wasn't the time or place for slow intimate sex...this was animalistic desire...Lucinda knew her husband woukd be waiting, thinking of this man's cock filling her...
"Cum inside me..."
Peter was close. He sped up his thrusts. Lucinda shuddered and gasped. With a final deep thust, Peter filled Lucinda's cunt with his seed, his orgasm exploding inside her.
Lucinda reached down as Peter came and frigged herself fast. She was close. Feeling Peter's cum filling her her fingers found the famikiar spot, and within seconds she exploded with an orgasm of her own...her body tensed, shuddered, then exploded.
"Oh god...."
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