Henry by now was totally under the ebony girls erotic control. She had
reached into his very soul and plucked forth his deepest fantasies. He had
never discussed them with anyone, least of all his wife. Janet was quite
correct when she doubted his wifes interest in either oral or anal sex.
Their twice monthly foray into the monotony of the missionary position was
all that she would sanction. He was so much under her spell that even if
Mrs. Carvey were to suddenly reappear, hed be unable to resist the sirens
call.
Janet abruptly pulled Henrys face away from her chocolate ambrosia and
replaced her wet nipples with her equally moist lips. She forced her
tongue between his lips, filling his mouth with the heat of her passion.
Janet could also feel the heat of his own lust in the base of the hard
cock she now cradled in her hand. A tight experienced grip held what she
knew would be a torrid of hot cum in check.
Again she offered her large mounds to him and just as eagerly as before
the 44 year old accepted them.
For long minutes, Henry devoured Janet's breasts, covering them with
kisses. His shirt and tie had been undone in the tryst that followed as
Janet stoked the hairs of his flabby chest. She also continued her hold on
his cock, letting it grow just soft enough so that he was no longer in
danger of shooting too soon.
"Lean back lover," Janet said as she eased him back onto the chair.
"Mama's gonna make you feel real nice."
The young woman dropped to her knees in front of him and took his cock
into her mouth. As the wetness of her thick lips engulfed him, Henry fell
into a pit of passion. With careful strokes of her tongue she brought him
again and again to the point of release, then suddenly stopped short of
orgasm. Henry hadnt had a blow job since his little brothers bachelor
party some two years ago. That hooker had been an amateur compared to the
19 year old now sucking his manhood.
Don't stop," he said as he drifted in estacy, "Oh God please don't ever
stop."
Janet deep throated him again, taking all six inches into her mouth. He
was as hard as he could be, and soon even her practiced hand wouldn't be
able to keep him from exploding.
"Have you ever butt-fucked a woman, Henry?" she asked in a deep sexy
voice. "Have you ever filled a womans ass with this big beautiful cock?"
Henry didnt answer but the answer was obviously no. It had been hard
enough convincing a the few women hed slept with to spread their legs for a
normal fuck, the possibility of getting them to spread her cheeks was near
impossible.
Id much rather fuck your pussy. he said in a moment of audacity,
reaching under her skirt and brushing his hand against her pantiless
crotch.
With a loud slap, Janet hit his offending hand with her own. The force
she used was enough to make his hand sting.
Hands off the pussy! she shouted in an angry voice. Only my man gets to
play with the pussy.!
His momentary assertiveness quickly faded and he mumbled an apology.
Youll fuck what I tell you to fuck. Janet commanded. And youll do it
when I tell you...and not before.
Henry mumbled a feeble yes, his tone telling her she was his to command.
Since you seemed to be so interested in my pussy, maybe Ill let you have
a little taste of it after all. Janet said as she grabbed the back of his
head and directed it under her skirt.
Without warning, the older man found his face pressed against a very wet
and pungent pussy. The wild curly bush was wet with the residue of recent
intercourse, the taste and smell of it filling his mouth and nostrils.
My man fucked me for luck before I came over here. Janet said as she
crushed his mouth against her clit. I expect youre getting a taste of him
down there as well.
The thought that he was tasting another mans cum, surprisingly caused
Henry no distress. All that mattered was the rising tide in his loins and
the urgent need to have some kind of release..and soon.
After a few more moments, the tall brown woman released her grip and let
him remove his head. She reached into her purse and removed a small carry
jar of Vaseline. It was the kind of thing someone would carry around to
moisten their lips.
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