Slowly at first she steadied herself off of the workman's shoulders and raised her hips up a few inches. Then dropping herself down on their impaling rods with a gasp she started raising herself up again. Their hands cupped her ass and chest, and she was grateful for the assistance as she quickened her pace. It was hard to focus for some reason, with thoughts of dicks and her dripping pussy filling her mind, and she blushed. Suddenly, her body was overcome by an orgasm bursting in her loins that instantly spread throughout her naked, bouncing body. She bit her lower lip in embarassment at her impropriety, and tried to stifle her usual scream of pleasure to a gurgle in her throat. The men thrust a few more times and finally sank their overengorged members to the hilt inside her body frozen with pleasure. Their eruptions made her climax redouble its efforts and they all rode out their quivering ecstasy together. Her efforts were not enough and cries of pleasure rent themselves from her jittering form with every pulse of cum they sent rocketing into the deepest parts of her body. It was the hardest she had ever orgasmed and the powder released her inhibitions to allow her the full duration of her unbridled pleasure. They held their still-hard cocks inside her after they finished cumming to let her ride out her pleasure on them. After a minute or so they pulled out and left her writhing on the bed in pleasure, grinding her legs together as her orgasm slowly drained from her body. With a chuckle they left her there and went to clean up. When they returned she was lying still, with her face pressed into the sheets and her recovering body panting from her recent exertion. "Why don't you go clean up?" the workman suggested, "And change these sheets; they're filthy!" She nodded weakly and rose from the bed, unashamedly walking naked to the bathroom to take another shower. They were right; the sheets were stained with their mixed emissions and the workmen grinned as they admired their handiwork. Then with a spring in their steps they returned to their work under the kitchen sink. The housewife awoke to the sounds of her husband downstairs successfully testing the newly mended faucet, and she drowsily sat up. She was fully dressed and lying in her freshly-made bed, nursing a slight hangover it seemed. She tried not to think about the hazy dream she had been having, as it was too racy for her to imagine. "Where do these dreams come from?" she wondered to herself, and tried to shake her head to clear her thoughts. But as she went to make dinner there was an undeniable sexuality that coursed through her veins and put a stupid grin on her face. "Those workmen were nice," she thought, "I'm not sure why, but I think I like them." ANIMAL URGES I Awakening Upon awakening, my first sensation was of nausea. The difference, from the prior three occasions, only manifest in degree. Yet I did not have to open my eyes to know that, as before, I lay naked and covered in blood – hardly any my own – that was largely dried, especially around my face; eyes crusted shut, mouth tasting of blood, vomit, and I-dared-not-think what else. Not to mention the other vile bodily excretions in which I lay. Suddenly, three things happened at once. But if you go slow, and you both let your guard down, you just may find a great friend, and maybe even more. ‘Look at me’. He asked. He was on his feet in a flash, and I stopped, allowing him to bury his snout deep into my ass and pussy. Unless Queen Sidhe has condoned this.” My turn later, don’t forget.” I bet you it will change everything." Three times at work, I went to Mr Reynolds office to ask a question, the door was ajar, and pushing it open a bit, I saw Ellen with her skirt up around her waist, bent over his desk and his pants down as his cock was plunging into her. But that’s not the kind of sex I want. His hand hurt even more than Jenny’s did. It was soaked in our juices as it buzzed around on the table. After about ten minutes, she rolled onto her back, pulled her feet up and spread her knees out wide. You mean right here?" she said surprised.
This was so hot but he’s my son…he needed nurturing…and also sucking. Mom needed nurturing and sucking, too…how to move to the next level I thought as his fingers began to tense and I knew he was close. “Mom…oh Gosh…Mom.” His cock was flexing as I was bringing him off, his precum increasing, my tongue using it where I knew he couldn’t take much more before I would be swallowing his load…his balls were firm now, loaded to shoot…I stopped then. “Mom? What?” I told him “It is time for your new lesson…calm down…don’t touch yourself…you’re ready to fire off…and we need to do something else.” He had that disappointed look…his body was ready to release…on the verge…I was teasing my fine, well-endowed young son… So he sat his naked bottom on his chair, his stiff cock dripping, then softening. “Mom’s like licking, too,” I said. “Would you like to lick me?” It was that moment when we moved beyond a blow job to another level. “Sure Mom,” he said…“is that my new lesson you promised? That’s all I could think about all day at school…was my lesson.” “Come here and give me a kiss,” he did. “Have you felt a woman’s cunt before,” I asked. He got red in the face. “One of the girls at school let me do that. It didn’t amount to much, just hair and a slit and it was very brief.” “Women like to have their cunts felt,” I said. “But it’s more than that. Lift my dress and feel me.” He leaned over and lifted my dress, I opened my legs and he put his hand on me. “Feel me,” I said, he did. “Put your fingers in my slit,” I said, he did. “Gosh Mom,” he said. His next “gosh” moment had arrived. His fingers took on a life of their own and began to feel me, slipping up and down my cunt lips. It’s like, even with my 13 year old son, nature was functioning and his fingers moved in and out, up and down, found my clit and played with it. He didn’t need lessons it seemed. ” I was 22 and she was in her mid forties. Sammy and Bobby began to serve plates of food. I backed her up to the bar we had been holding and leaned her against it, pressing my boobs into hers. She was not wearing a bra so as to complete the backless dress image. Now it was his turn to groan. In one quick gulp, Tess swallowed his thick bone, balls deep inside her hot wet mouth and bathed his fat member with her swirling tongue. I have Lucilla and Diamond, and soon, I will have Willowbud. How else could she had been reduced to this horny state of sexual bliss. In future, you will not refuse me when I ask you to fuck me” I told him sternly. He was right. His moaning became louder and his wet, tight ass took my cock better and better with each passing minute. The feeling as the dog tried to pull out was mind blowing. <
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