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Yes please continue
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Wink. Thanks for the vote of confidence. Yeah I think I should get back to writing. It's been a while...
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Awwwww it is in a way... now you make me feel we need to have a reunion or sorts!
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Yes looking forward to reunion as I love milf, cheers!
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Interesting story here, do continue sis
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Wow !...missed tis 10 yr ago thread...dinno TS can write so well n interestingly...Keep it up^^
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Starting camp fire here.
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Please continue your juicy story sis!
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Scantily clad in red lacy lingerie, sensually caressing her own breasts and sighing sexily. Batting her eyelash extensions and biting her lips with a come-fuck-me expression, all the while gyrating to inaudible music. She twirls her long straight hair and then sets it back behind her shoulders that framed a chiselled collarbone, making sure that not a single hair is out of place. She seemed for a moment to be fully engrossed in adjusting the lace of her lingerie and making sure that it fell over her less than ample breasts and cascaded all the way down her slender body and then stopping short of her (in dire need of a lawnmower) inner sanctum.
He steps up behind her and presses up his paunch to the small of her back. Familiar animalistic (almost pig-like actually) grunts as he grabs her ass and she lets out a laugh, albeit a little too high-pitched and forced. She puts her hands over his and shamelessly arches her back to encourage him on to grab her ass cheeks harder while yet another forced moan escaped her lips. He herds her toward the bed and she automatically bends over and for the next two excruciating minutes, he seemed to struggle to find the entrance to her sweet spot or couldn’t get it up at the most crucial moment (well, I wouldn't be surprised if it was the latter) and she keeps moaning and clawing at his ass, urging him to enter her. After a dramatic pause that was far too long, he stuffs his fuckpole into her and starts robotic shafting movements. She splays herself on the bed, ass raised high and screams (I kid you not) … “老公,你插的好深啊!老公,好用力,好深,好爽啊!” Nelson hits the pause button and looks at me, “You sure you want to watch this? I could spare you the agony… it’s pretty repetitive screaming and bad angles from here. But it’s enough if you want to go ahead to serve him divorce papers.” He gets up and stands behind me. I keep my eyes locked on the screen and felt strangely calm. Maybe because I have always known and stopped caring altogether. Nelson’s hands caressed my neck and slowly trailed down my chest and then cupped my breasts … his fingers eagerly seeking out my nipples through the thin fabric of my top and rolling them between his fingers. A moan of pleasure escapes my lips and I knew it wouldnt be long before I got juicy. His lips started blazing a trail of kisses on my neck while his hands never left my breasts. He got down on his knees in front of me and slipped his hand under my skirt. A flicker of surprise when he discovered that there was no barrier between him and my pussy. I smiled at him and he started kissing his way up my thigh and hiking my skirt out of the way. As I parted my legs and his lips met the skin of my inner thighs, I grabbed his head and started grinding my juicy pussy on his face. Now it was his turn to moan… as he inhaled my scent … Just before I lost myself on the throes of pleasure and plunged into the depths of pleasure. I thought to myself, “Fuck this. I have had enough. She can have my lousy fuck of a husband. Maybe it’s time for me to take a walk on the dark side, maybe it’s time to return to being a good girl gone bad.” It’s been ten years. How have you been doing? |
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Ten years is a long time, sis our good girl must have got married.
You must got lots of stories to tell. Camping here for more interesting updates please. |
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Good place to pitch my tent
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So very nice story, enjoy reading it
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waiting for more juicy updates.
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Well written by good girl displaying your notti side, I love it.
Cheers! |
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