Busty Dirty Girl Maggie Green Get Soaking Wet! - 8 min

We continued to kiss and we fondled each other in the shower while soaping and washing each other off. I admired her smooth body and firm breasts in the mirror as we dried each other off. Whispering in her ear I was telling her how beautiful she was and how these moments will last for ever in my mind. We dressed and composed our selves taking a last deep kiss before going down to the naked lobby returning the key to the room. The clerk smiled saying I hope you enjoyed your stay and hope to see you to again. We sure did she said as we walked out to Rod waiting at the car. He Shook my hand thank you again he said with a smile we will keep in touch.Nancy have me a hug ,She blew me a kiss as they drove away I still remember the times we spent together,two months later I received an email Dear Bob It worked we will keep you updated thanks for every thing Nancy Hi, we are a couple who have enjoyed and been a fan of Erotica since we got married. A part of the story is true but one of us did'nt have the courage to go though with the entire fantasy, (leave your guesses in the comments section on who which one of you think it could be!). This is our first story, as Individuals we have'nt written erotica prior to his. Some words have been taken from stories we like but the script has been kept original, inspired by our fantasy. Names were picked out from a erotic names found on web. Hope you guys enjoy reading as much as we have enjoyed writing this story. A Night of many firsts. July 11, 2019 As I entered my White Porsche Cayenne with my wife, Sylvia - I felt intense. Past few months have been the best of my life - Particularly with my new role as an Orgasm Donor, which I discovered 3 days after my wedding night with Sylvia. She was a virgin until then - but a real slut when it comes to getting her share of extreme orgasms. Its true what some people say babe - there is busty more pleasure in giving than in receiving. She was feeling week at her knees walking all day, making out in quiet blonde spots and my refusal to give her a single orgasm today with a well-controlled game of vibrating panties. One glance at her and I knew she couldn’t handle it much longer, she had to succumb to my touch and my plan on the Drive back home. Sylvia was so annoyed with those panties - she took them off in the elevator while it was still buzzing, the look on one of the middle aged women on the reflection of the shiny steel door was priceless, she mouthed the words 'wow' to her partner who just raised her eyebrows in response. "Hope you had fun today," she told me finally after the lady charged us parking fee and we passed a group of young girls in short dresses. "I wasn’t staring," was my response. Her needy eye's filled with pain locked mine which were filled with lust. Busted, I thought, but try as much - my fetish for girls exposing their thighs couldn't just go away. "I wasn’t talking about those skanks you were staring at, I told you not to take it too far, you know I can't handle being turned on so long, why the fuck did you have to turn it off every time I was getting sooo close you Bastard!". "I’m sorry Babe, but you didn’t do the things I have been asking you the entire day, right from the time we entered this car, you refused to do everything I asked you to do, nothing was extreme" "Let it go" Sylvia said and she turned away, allowing me to explore her well defined curves in our small fight. I made a mental note to make it up to her later on the couch back masturbation home. As I turned around the corner, she started to run her fingers along the centre console stroking leather and steel gear shaft. This was my cue to get started with rest of the night. She had resorted to her erotic stroking of everyday objects which got a sex appeal out of nowhere when I was furious at some nonsense which didn’t matter the second she started her indifferent, lazy stroking. She usually ended up stroking me to shuddering orgasm, Last time on a slow day at work when I was furious at my secretary. She was surprised at my unusual calm once Sylvia left me 10 minutes later. I could feel my clit throbbing, asking to be touched while my heart begin to race in anticipation. I sighed in relief as he stepped away from my table. “Hey son, when did you find babe out about your aunt?” My mom said questioningly. No matter – exercise helps me discharge the adrenaline-fuelled tension that constant fear pumps through my body. She was posing to the camera naked. I gulped them down as her sex slave worked all the jizz out of my cock. Or what she blonde didn't look like. Once they are finished, there is no kissing. I had just never considered Papa as a person having sexual needs. “Relax I am thinking that nobody will question Febe if they see the both of us leave your room. And she was busy working my cock out so that she could energize it for its critical gift for that purpose. She had a very busty mellow attitude about everything. One is the bottle of lubricant and the other is a spiked dog collar on a leash. The guilt weighed on me as I let the steaming water hit my face. It pounced at her right leg, coiled around her ankle, and began to work its way up her leg at a startling pace. Do you have any idea how much effort she's put into being a masturbation pain naked in the ass?"