Saturday afternoons Danny likes to come round. He is married 50's, stocky build and large stiff cock. He likes me to be waiting for him, knelt on the edge of the bed with legs braced apart, bum in the air, back arched and face turned resting on my forearms. I leave the front door unlocked and wait for his car to draw up before getting into position. I always dress very sexily for my lovers and last week I wore a black and white dress with suspender belt, black fishnet stockings and stilletos. I left off my knickers but tied a lace round my balls to act like a cock ring. i have already lubed my hole, not too much. I can't see him but feel his presence in the room. We do not speak. Then I feel his hand between my legs and he starts stroking my hard cock very gently. Then I feel his cock as he rubs it and slaps it against my buttocks and the entrance to my hole. He is excited and I can hear his breathing. I moan as he increases pressure and suddenly my body yields and I feel every inch of him sliding deep into my cunt until there is nothing left to give. He fucks in a lovely varied but mostly slow and sensual style which makes me so wanton i encourage him by talking filth and he calls me a dirty whore and speeds up. And I say that he's right, I am a whore and i want to feel his spunk pumping in to me. And I say "come on baby... give me your spunk... pump it into my cunt you whore fucker!" And he groans and fucks faster and holds my hand tightly as he empties his balls inside me. As he dresses I lay on the bed and push and I watch in the mirror as his spunk runs out of my hole and I scoop it up with my hand and eat it. |
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