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I had no choice but to turn around, but tried to at least get behind my desk before doing so. “Yes Maria?” I asked, though realizing that my tits cock was actually higher than the edge of my desk, thus literally sticking out right over the top of it. “Mister Juan, I need leave early today?” she asked almost timidly. “Of course Maria…that will be okay.” I turned to sit down, but it was too late. I watched as her lovely brown eyes looked down as she always did, but this time they locked on to the sight of my erection. “Gracias Mister Juan,” she quickly replied. I saw a quick, almost naughty grin cross her face as she quickly turned away and left the room. She worked for about another hour and then I heard the front door close as she left for the evening. My cock was throbbing for attention even though I had just come earlier. I could feel it quivering in my pants and after a failed attempt to contact my wife at work, had no choice but to take matters into my hand once again. I closed my eyes as my hand eagerly stroked back and forth on my cock imagining what it would have been like to spin Maria around on that stool and bury my face into her smooth pussy. I could Tarzan feel her hands squeezing to the back of my head as my tongue eagerly fucked its way deep into her lovely folds. My fingers reached behind her and squeezed at her soft tender ass cheeks, teasing her tender asshole as her nectar started to tease my taste buds. My hands reach up to her soft breasts and massage at them through her dress, feeling her nipples hardening beneath the fabric. I wanted the fantasy to last longer but instead I found myself firing a fresh load of cum all over the floor. I pumped feverishly imagining the taste of her pussy as it exploded on my mouth; the sweet honey gliding down my throat as I hungrily lapped up every drop. Later that night I crawled into bed and was just about to fall asleep when I felt the bottom of the blankets on the bed lift up off my feet. It wasn’t the first time my sweet wife had climbed up beneath the blankets to surprise me, but tonight the surprise was hers. As her hand reached for my cock in the dark, she found that it was already rock hard in her grasp. Quickly she flipped the blankets down from my face and peered up from me with her lips gently resting on the side of my thick shaft. “Looks like someone is russian having happy thoughts…” she said, giving a slow lingering lick up the entire length of my shaft… “Not thinking about our sexy little maid are you?” Again, she made a long slow lick up the other side of my shaft, sending chills throughout my entire body. “Let me just say honey, it was a rough day on your faithful husband; that woman was seducing me without even trying.” I smiled down at her as her lips gently kissed small pecks up and down my cock. “I’ll tell you what baby, how about you tell me all about it while I take care of this throbbing problem before me.” Without another word her hand pulled my cock toward her mouth and engulfed the entire head inside; like I said, this woman really knew how to give a blowjob. As my wife eagerly proved her love and oral skills on my cock, I began telling her about our adorable maid’s thong panties and unfortunately discovery of my hardon. I shared every part in full detail, even the fantasy I had as I jerked off after she left. With each word my wife feasted even more hungrily on camera my cock, shoving more and more of my 9” cock down her throat. I knew better than to stop talking though, it was a lesson she had taught be much earlier in our life together…sex talk was her aphrodisiac. I felt my balls tightening up, I was so close to cumming…and fortunately, my lovely cock-sucker knew it too. I grabbed tight to the back of her head as she lunged her head deep onto my thick shaft; she didn’t stop until I felt her wet slobbery lips dripping down on my balls. With one hard thrust forward of my hips I fired my hot steamy load deep into her masterfully swallowing throat. Every spasm of cum was immediately and hungrily drank down by the princess in my lap. Slowly my wife finished sucking and cleaning me up, taking great care to maximize my enjoyment. As she started sliding her naked body up against me, she finally brought bigtits her mouth to mine and thrust her tongue deep inside. You were right, people can change! Her bowels clenched like a bigtits vice about my dick. It throbbed hard and a thought crossed his mind. Emily Teal was 7 and got most of her mothers good looks, with hair so blonde it bordered on white, but where Melisa was all of 5'4" with curves, Emily was tall for her age at 4'1" with long coltish legs. Everyone will Tarzan know who you are.” “I am going to enjoy teaching you this lesson,” he said huskily, tits his fingers sliding up my thighs camera to the glistening mound between. Heather: Tell them to text you when they have a seat, are they going to the patio? He was far from forgiving her for everything she had done to him, but right now his only concern was keeping her from talking while enjoying her body to the fullest. They had never seen a woman move like that. Every trip to the conveyor, Emmitt looked up her baggy shorts at her hairy tight pussy. “Right, my ideas,” I spoke in a rather high pitch voice. If I couldn't earn her trust, there was no way she would ever allow me to leave this place alive. At last he had drank his fill. "How can they still think like that?" She never had a woman eat her pussy but the idea I wanted to be like her so badly. She then put the roast in a heavy cast iron roasting pan, bones down. “Tell me something Mr Anderson, do you love her?” I just shook my head, “I have done everything I could think of to let her know, and to say how sorry russian I was for not fighting to keep her,” my words now got caught in my throat. Their bodies were slapping together, she was moaning, he was groaning when she began to vibrate. I switched over to her other nipple and felt Emily move a little.