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He moved her around on the table, bringing her swelling clit to rests on the corner edge of the table, stripping her of her skirt and setting her legs a good distance apart so that she has to keep them straight while standing bent flat over the table, widely exposing herself to him, opening her bridaled pussy lips to his fervent erection. He enters her again, pumping her pussy furiously, her lovely large mammories rocking back and forth frantically on the table top, struggling in a losing battle to remain contained by the cups of her corset as she lays on the table motionless, except for her body's reaction to the blacksmith's fucking.Then, the milkman comes in to the outer kitchen to fetch some milk when he hears the squeals of whore being hammered and investigates to find the boss’s wife sprawled on her kitchen table with the help’s cock inside her. Excited by the gorgeous woman’s predicament he walks in to watch her being fucked by his friend.When she notices, they look at each. I stood in front of her and took over. I slipped the delicate nylon over her head. Her bare breasts bounced seductively as I pulled them free of the slip and they looked larger than they felt as they came into full view. Her areolas were wide and several shades darker than her pale skin and her nipples stuck out like knobs on a radio.Her satin string bikini panties were a close match to the lavender slip and I ran my fingers around the side string and then down across the front of the slick fabric. Viv arched her back and pressed her pussy against my hand and rotated her hips bringing my fingers in full contact of her slit that was seeping fluid out of the fabric.“I have been wet since you picked me up Larry,” Viv said as she unbuckled my belt and dropped my trousers around my ankles. She looked into my eyes as she ran her hands around my waist to the small of my back. “When we were in the restaurant I thought about this moment, the moment when we were alone and getting naked. I.
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In a synchronized moment, his cock introduced itself. It slid in with ease, all the way in, not a hard thrust, tender pressure from his hips and an encouraging pull from his hands on my bum.I was no proper princess of sex and knew that his cock was not the size I had come to know of my hubby. His was smaller, more slender, which allowed it to enter without complaint, but also without the gasp of pleasure. Not sure if he sensed it or read my mind, but I felt it swell inside of me. A tell tale sign that a man was about to give up his essence. He moved in a smooth motion, like a violin bow sliding across the strings producing a continuous harmony, unbroken by the change in direction. Bigger, longer, I sensed it more than felt it. I gasped in pleasure. There was no way of measuring how big he was now, but it was pushing the line between pleasure and pain, stretching and pulling my labials as it moved, penetrating deeper than I thought any man could. Even my clit, felt the tug, arousing.

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