wife.
He laid me on the floor and lifts my legs in the air. I wrap my arms around the back of my legs to hold my pussy open. I don’t want no interference as my Lord is about to run a touchdown.
“Eat your pussy baby” I whisper and grab my hard nipples, indulging them in an erotic massage.
My pussy is his motivation; he roughly handles my clit like a pit bull. It hurts but all at the same time it feels good to my soul.
Lee is making my pink bullet swell. I can feel my meaty pussy become tenderized by his saliva seasoning, steamed by his hot pussy breath. That thing is extra sensitive and I’m about to lose my mind.
“Oh Jesus” I squeal over and over again.
Lee put his hand over my mouth, “Jesus is not in the building.”
He entered inside of me, immediately; the gush between my thighs is running fluently down my hairy legs. I grab his ass, my man is balls deep. His sex noises gave my hands a reflex condition. His broken skin is up under my fingernails.
He’s releasing into my cervix; the overflow slid down the crack of my ass and hit the plush white carpet. Lee kept on pushing; his stamina was heavenly.
“My turn,” I dominantly roll King on his back.
“Do your thang Queen!” He locked his hands behind his head.
I straddled my husband, pulled my knees as close to his chest as possible and rode my noble steed. He couldn’t help but give into my motion as his hands quickly change position. They wrap around my thick waist. His hands cup my ass. As I’m twerking on his cock; I release. He follows my league yelling out in pleasure. I pant heavily, a tear falls from my face.
It was all over for me and Lee. I tried to get up off of him. But he made me stay in this position. His body jerked from the sensitivity our electrifying moment. He put his hands on my full belly, which had a case of the “sex- aches” at the bottom from ejaculating so much. His eyes were closed in his moment of silence, his lips opened like a curtain revealing his radiant smile.
“Now you can get your ass up,” He said.
We shared a moment of laughter. He was quite the quirky comedian full of dry humor. I rolled over on the floor and lay in his chest. This moment is very emotional for me. Because I know Lee will have to leave in the morning to take care of business.
We enjoyed and drifted asleep. I woke up from the cool air that hit my derriere. It was so cold that cum-cubes were settling in the crack of my ass. I got Lee, put him in the bed, buried us up under the covers and watched him sleep like a baby in my arms.
**********
5: 00 came quick. He turned off the alarm clock. Bae grabbed the remote, turns the channel on ESPN and prepared to leave me for a spell. I don’t think that I will ever get use to us parting ways; even though we are married. His being away from me will always be a tough pill to swallow because of the way our relationship was built.
Needless to say, my husband didn’t want any breakfast. He showered, got dressed and started on his way. We stood in the driveway as he let the truck warm up. I tried to keep from crying but I couldn’t hold back my tears.
We gave each other a hug and kiss. My stomach filled with butterflies wishing, I could get in the car and ride out with my husband. He got in and I ran in the house looking pitiful like I lost my best friend. I cried and prayed, watching him drive off through
He laid me on the floor and lifts my legs in the air. I wrap my arms around the back of my legs to hold my pussy open. I don’t want no interference as my Lord is about to run a touchdown.
“Eat your pussy baby” I whisper and grab my hard nipples, indulging them in an erotic massage.
My pussy is his motivation; he roughly handles my clit like a pit bull. It hurts but all at the same time it feels good to my soul.
Lee is making my pink bullet swell. I can feel my meaty pussy become tenderized by his saliva seasoning, steamed by his hot pussy breath. That thing is extra sensitive and I’m about to lose my mind.
“Oh Jesus” I squeal over and over again.
Lee put his hand over my mouth, “Jesus is not in the building.”
He entered inside of me, immediately; the gush between my thighs is running fluently down my hairy legs. I grab his ass, my man is balls deep. His sex noises gave my hands a reflex condition. His broken skin is up under my fingernails.
He’s releasing into my cervix; the overflow slid down the crack of my ass and hit the plush white carpet. Lee kept on pushing; his stamina was heavenly.
“My turn,” I dominantly roll King on his back.
“Do your thang Queen!” He locked his hands behind his head.
I straddled my husband, pulled my knees as close to his chest as possible and rode my noble steed. He couldn’t help but give into my motion as his hands quickly change position. They wrap around my thick waist. His hands cup my ass. As I’m twerking on his cock; I release. He follows my league yelling out in pleasure. I pant heavily, a tear falls from my face.
It was all over for me and Lee. I tried to get up off of him. But he made me stay in this position. His body jerked from the sensitivity our electrifying moment. He put his hands on my full belly, which had a case of the “sex- aches” at the bottom from ejaculating so much. His eyes were closed in his moment of silence, his lips opened like a curtain revealing his radiant smile.
“Now you can get your ass up,” He said.
We shared a moment of laughter. He was quite the quirky comedian full of dry humor. I rolled over on the floor and lay in his chest. This moment is very emotional for me. Because I know Lee will have to leave in the morning to take care of business.
We enjoyed and drifted asleep. I woke up from the cool air that hit my derriere. It was so cold that cum-cubes were settling in the crack of my ass. I got Lee, put him in the bed, buried us up under the covers and watched him sleep like a baby in my arms.
**********
5: 00 came quick. He turned off the alarm clock. Bae grabbed the remote, turns the channel on ESPN and prepared to leave me for a spell. I don’t think that I will ever get use to us parting ways; even though we are married. His being away from me will always be a tough pill to swallow because of the way our relationship was built.
Needless to say, my husband didn’t want any breakfast. He showered, got dressed and started on his way. We stood in the driveway as he let the truck warm up. I tried to keep from crying but I couldn’t hold back my tears.
We gave each other a hug and kiss. My stomach filled with butterflies wishing, I could get in the car and ride out with my husband. He got in and I ran in the house looking pitiful like I lost my best friend. I cried and prayed, watching him drive off through
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