She answered the door in a short, thin robe.
He was just stopping by to drop off a check.
“Hey, Tony is out of town today and the toilet won’t stop running – do you mind?”
“Ah, sure, fine…”
They’d been divorced for more than 3 years and he hadn’t seen her in less than a sweatshirt in as long. Her new husband was a simple sort but that served her well. And it spared him the alimony.
The bathroom was still steamy when he slid the tank cover off of the toilet. He reattached the chain, tightened the handle nut, and the toilet stopped running.
“Thank you” she said, her image reflected in the foggy mirror. He couldn’t help but notice her nipples poking through her robe.
“Chilly?” he asked, with eyebrow cocked.
“Ha, yeah, just got done in the shower and I’m still a little wet,” she said suggestively.
He turned around, not wanting to misread the situation and open a whole mess of embarrassment.
“Oh yeah? How so?” he asked, now seeing her sexy collarbone sliding out of her robe – which was open decisively more than before.
“How am I wet? Well, when you said you were about to come, I hurried up and got out – still wet. See?” and she lifted up her robe, showing her sweet, shorn labia, sparkling with wetness. All ambiguity vanished.
“Not quite, I better get a closer look” he quipped, as he knelt down and lifted up each flap of the robe. He pressed his nose into her sweet slit, taking in that forgotten scent. She half gasped, half moaned as he ran his nose up and followed it with his tongue, lapping at her moisture and feeling her clit engorge as he pressed his tongue into it. She tasted tangy, sweet, a little salty. He alternated his tongue between sharp, hard presses with the tip and slow, flat, wet laps with the softer parts. He slid his tongue down escort bursa and pressed it inside, the full array of flavors cascaded across his tongue, she grinded her pelvis into his face. He reached behind and grabbed her bountiful butt cheeks and squeezed while shaking his head back and forth with his tongue buried inside her pretty pussy.
“Uggghhh, yes!” she exhaled. “I want your cock in my mouth.”
He stood up and unbuckled his belt, she ripped his pants and underwear down in a single motion, his raging erection slapped back against his torso as it was liberated from his pants.
“I’ve missed this monster” she said as she grabbed his shaft hard, sized it up, and took as much in her mouth as she could. He saw most of his 7 inches disappear into her warm, wet mouth. Her tongue massaged his sensitive spot meticulously. She squeezed his sack with the precise amount of pressure, a wonder of muscle memory. She rocked back and forth, his dick tip tapping the back of her throat, bringing her to the brink of gagging. Eventually, her hand got in the mix and she started stroking and sucking in a complementary motion. She remembered just how he liked it.
As good as her mouth felt on his member, if he was going to do this, he was going to do it all the way. He pulled her up off her knees and kissed her. Her breath tasted like his cock. He stepped out of the pile of clothes crumpled at his feet and spun her around, and bent her over the vanity. He swiped his shaft up and down against her slit a few times until it practically pulled him in. Juicy and hot, he slid in and started pumping. He reached around and grabbed a handful of her big tits, squeezed, and then pinched her nipples. She moaned hard and let out an involuntary “oh… yeah! Fuck me with your fat cock” as he locked eyes with her in in the mirror, bursa otele gelen escort pulling her into his thrusts with his hands cupping her big tits. He buried himself up to the hilt and he pounded feverishly. She sighed, moaned, gasped, and exhaled hard. He could feel her body tensing as he fucked her furiously. Then she came. Hard. Urgently. He felt her pussy clench on his cock, squeeze it, spasm, and he felt her sweet squirt seep out as he slowed his pace. He remembered how hot it was that she splashed cum everywhere when she erupted. He withdrew slowly and knelt behind her, spreading her ass cheeks apart and licking up her syrupy load.
After he’d gotten all her lady juices, he teased his tongue up higher, she sighed with a slight startle. He kept going until his tongue got to her tight, puckered rosebud. He circled all around as she moaned – slowly, then more urgently. He pressed the tip hard into her hole and she clenched, then relaxed, and he eased it in. He pumped his tongue in and out of her tight ass while she grabbed her nipples and squeezed her tits. He remembered how amazing her ass felt squeezing his shaft those few times she’d been drunk and willing and gave up the ass. But, fuck it, he’d come this far, there was no turning back now. What’d he have to lose? He was going to do something in divorce that he’d never accomplished in marriage – take the three hole tour.
He snatched a bottle of lotion from the vanity and slathered a slick onto his finger. He pressed it gently against her hole, which had relaxed a little from the tongue lashing. When he felt her unclench, he pressed in to the first knuckle… Her sphincter squeezing tight… his cock throbbing at the anticipation. He kept pushing in. She moaned. He started to motion in an upside bursa sınırsız escort down ‘come here’ and the sensation lit her up. “oh, yeah… more…” so he lotioned up his middle finger and gave her two fingers worth. Her tightness wrapped around his fingers like an anaconda. He slowly thrust in and out, warming her up. “Yeah, keep going…” she pleaded. So he went faster, wagged his fingers harder. She liked it. After she was warmed up, he stood up, streaked a big stream of lotion on his rock-hard erection with a big dollop at the tip and pressed it tightly but gently to her ass. “go slow…” she instructed. He obliged, easing the tip in until he got passed the initial round of resistance. She gasped shallowly. He inched in slowly, sliding in delicately, until he was finally balls deep her ridiculously tight anus. He paused, melted into her for a minute, and let the squeeze satisfy him. “Fuck my ass!” she demanded. So he did. Hard.
He pounded her. He reached around and fondled her tits, and flicked her clit. His balls slapped against her sloppy wet pussy as he slammed his whole girth into her ass. He found just the right combination, rotating his finger against her clit in rhythm with his pulsing cock banging her tight, dark depths. He felt her tense, tighten, and convulse. She shuddered and let out a guttural groan. Her arms thrashed, her legs went limp, her ass spasmed. She melted into the vanity, overrun with pleasure at her first anal orgasm. “I’m not done yet…” he insisted, and grabbed a fist full of her hair and went back to pounding her ass which was still flexing and relaxing in waves. He didn’t take long, a few alternating bouts of short, shallow thrusts along with deep, ball-slapping ones was all it took until he started to tighten up, too. He felt the swell begin in his balls, he fought it back for a second, then let it go and erupted a torrent of cum into her ass, shooting 6 or 7 streams into her. As he started to go soft, he pulled out, and a stream of white dribbled out of her pink, tender hole. “Let me know if you need me to fix anything else” he offered as he hitched up his pants “happy to lend a hand.”