She took them back from Roberts hand, wadded them up and rubbed them down Roberts cheek, and across his lips. Robert could smell her perfume and powde... as they passed under his nose. They were soft and silky and smelled beautiful. Robert was frozen. Missus ‘J’ pulled the cars passenger door closed and sunk down in the seat. With the same smooth motion as she had done when she lifted her skirt before, she now lifted the front of her sweater. In two seconds and with what seemed like two blips,. She moaned very loudly. I slid my cock slowly in and out of her. I looked at it glisten and the creamy white pussy juice that was building up around her cunt. I sped up. She moaned more. I started fucking her harder and faster. Goddamn her pussy was wet! She started moaning louder, then screamed as she started to cum. I smacked her ass hard. I stopped fucking her mid-cum to fuck with her. Her legs were quivering. I spread her ass cheeks and her asshole was contracting. I slammed my cock back. On top of the dresser, besides the doily and the usual guy's toiletry items were three mugs that hadn't been hung back up on the rack on the side of the dresser. Next to that, blocking the curtained window, was a water cooler; and under the valve was a lined plastic bin to collect used water. Except for going to the toilet, there was little reason for Carl to go to the bathroom. Deborah had even insisted he use an electric shaver. And since Carl didn't have to shave that often, there wasn't. I moaned “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” and he did. Just as he did yesterday, he powerfully fucked me like his cock was a piston. I was so horny I revealed in his roughness. I bent over the patio table at an angle that allowed his thick cock to hit my prostate. My body began to shake uncontrollably and he asked me if I was ok. “Yes, just keep fucking me, daddy,” was my response. He picked the rhythm and power up a notch and I thought he would split my ass open. He told me he was close to.
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