The woman dismounted her husband and began to approach me whilst her husband removed his jeans from his ankles. The lady told me to remove my shirt and stand against the wall beside the chair and instructed me to lift her dress up and to hold her waist, keeping my hands there.
As I looked into the woman’s eyes her husband left the bed and entered her from behind. Oh my god, I could see the look of pleasure in the woman’s eyes and see it written all over the ladies face. The woman started to talk dirty, telling me and her husband exactly how good his cock felt and I could feel my own arousal and frustration increasing. The lady started to beg to be fucked harder and as her husband responded the motion of his thrusting cock pushed the ladies body against mine. The lady stretched one arm upwards placing her hand against the wall for support. The ladies other hand reached down to feel my cock throbbing appreciatively in my trousers. As she gentle caressed my fully erect manhood through my trousers with the lightest of touches I could feel her breasts bouncing against my chest to her husband’s rhythm. I could feel the woman’s panting breath blowing against my cheek, I could hear her now gasping words telling me how good her husbands cock felt and telling me to tell her husband to fuck her harder. As I told her husband to fuck her harder, to pound his cock into her pussy to make his wife cum all over his cock I could hear the lady panting and moaning into my ear, literally groaning with pleasure as she was being made to cum. As the ladies orgasm subsided the husband with his tool and laid back down on the bed. The woman removed her dress to reveal her beautiful naked body in full and sat astride her husbands cock in the reverse cow girl position. I was instructed to kneel on the floor and to watch as her wet pussy fully engulfed his tool. My eyes focused on wet clitoris and the mans disappearing cock. The woman beckoned me forward and telling me to lick her clit she requested that I made her cum all over husbands tool. As my head moved between her open legs towards her grinding pussy I could feel the nylon of her stockings brush against my cheeks. My probing tongue aimed straight for the ladies swollen clitoris. I could feel the woman’s grinding pussy gyrating into my face, pushing against
