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'ooooh- err -luv, we've got a leak, call the plumber'
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This is a story about 'Tracy', a 52 year old house wife from leeds, married for 32 years to Tom.
It's also about Alfredo, a 24 year old Italian lad who works for his father as a plumber, known by his friends at the company as 'the Italian stallion'
Tracy and Tom are a loving couple who's marriage has become a 'little stale and predictable'.They rarely have sex anymore and Tom has become a bit of a 'couch potatoe' who enjoys the darts more than the sexual offerings on offer to him from his wife.
Tom has had problems with his plumbing in more ways than one for some time. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Tracy had become very frustrated at the lack of sexual fulfilment in her life and was beginning to 'look elsewhere' after several unsuccessful attempts to raise the subject with Tom.
In recent times, young Alfredo had been called out to fix certain plumbing problems at the couple's house. Tracy had secretly had her eye on him, especially in the summer as he often worked on a neighbours roof in shorts and no top.
His physique was quite stunning, with a six pack and shoulders that could toss a 52 year old woman about very easily.! |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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Tracy had flirted with the young plumber on several occasions, little things like- ' my boiler isn't the only thing that needs servicing' and- 'you can plunge my plumbing anytime Alfredo'
In her mind it was a done deal when once again, Tom went out for the day to watch darts at his local pub.she'd crossed the line after a couple of glasses of wine by calling the plumbing company to report a leak that didn't exist.
She'd poured a jug of water against the lot water tank to make it look like a leak.
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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Another glass of wine and any nerves were gone to replaced with mischievous excitement.
A knock at the door and ' there he stood, the 'Italian stallion' wearing tight jeans that showed the outline of his sizeable cock and a tight white t shirt, his nipples showing through.
'Hello Mrs Tracy' he said in broken English.
'I come to sort out your problem'
Ooh, do you ? she said,
Can't wait.
Where is the wet patch ?
Wouldn't you like to know, she said.
Sexual innuendo flowing already.
It's in the kitchen cupboard alfredo, I'll show you
They went into the kitchen and she opened the cupboard door and bent over to point to the wet patch.
As she bent over, A- got just a slight a glimpse of her shaven pussy and commented- its very wet Mrs Tracy !
Yes, just feel it she whispered
With that, A- put his hand against her pussy and his middle finger slipped into her already wet gash.
Ooh, she gasped, and bent over more to give him full access,
2 then 3 went in and she let out a loud aaah.
The job is easy Mrs Tracy !!
Oh, why she enquired ?
Because you have no panties on. !
With this, he took out his massive uncircumcised cock, pulled the skin back, crouched down and thrust his huge veiny cock into her waiting pussy.
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