Surprise return home of a high school student by a neighbour; the wife of a slutty neighbour

My neighbour has a lazy wife, and everyone knows. It's a small town. She entertains herself with her legs open 24/7, while her husband is on business for most of the year. That's what I was told.


On my way home from school one day, she called me from her front door.



"Martin!"



"Mrs. Smith?"



She waved at me, "Come here!"



I approached her and asked if she was okay.



"My internet's down. "My internet is down. Would you like to take a look?"



She must know that I will be studying IT at college next semester. "Ok. Sure, Mrs. Smith."



I entered her home and was led upstairs by her. I couldn't look away from her round faces and thick thighs as she whipped those hips in my direction.



I was led to the computer by her and I took a place. The computer would not turn on. It wasn't plugged in, so I checked around.



"Mrs. "Mrs.



She replied, "Oh my," with a devious smile. She dropped to her stomach and said, "Let me just."



The wife of a slut slid her hand along my thighs


She looked up at me and bit her bottom lip. As she moved past my cock, I felt a sudden heat surge in my body. It was getting difficult.



She purred, "Hello there," and pulled my shorts off in one swift movement. She opened her plump, red lips to take me in her arms.



It was hot and humid. Her tongue was circling my cock and her head was bobbing up and down giving my blowjob. One hand was stroking my legs and the other between my legs.



"Deeper...slower," I whispered.



She stood up, took off her dress and sat down on my hard cock. While I groaned, she slowly moved. Her pussy was so swollen, the juices were running down her legs. She began to grind on me, swirling her hips and titting in my face.



"Slower, I'm gonna cum," I groaned. She was also coming.



A sudden heat surge hit me and I couldn't hold it any longer.



"You made me squirt, boy! Martin, Fuck me more!" she demanded while she grasped my throat. It was too much. It was too much. The rush of her tight, hot pussy and firm hand on my throat... It was hard for me to keep going.



I grabbed her hips, and slammed my head harder into her. She squealed, "Ah! Wait!" "You're too ..."" I lifted her from my hips, and then slammed my large cock inside. She was twitching in pain and pleasure as her hot pussy swirled around me.



It was still difficult. I lifted her onto the table. "I'm not finished, dress off," I ordered, as I walked around the desk.



"Martin, I ..." she sighed.



"I'm not done," she repeated, pulling open her front dress. The bra was barely enough to cover her rock-hard nipples and perky tits.



I pulled her closer and let her hang over the table, while I held her tits. My cock was still damp from her squirt, and she glided between my tits effortlessly.



The bra broke and I pulled her tits together while pinching her hard nipples. I then fucked her between her boobs. She began to moan and moved her hand between her legs.



I snapped, pulling her hand away. "You've had enough!"



Martin, I'm so soaked, I need you to come right away."



The wife, a slut, pleaded


"Shut up," she whimpered and began licking my genitals. "That's right. Suck my balls, you slut," she whimpering, and I groaned, fucking between her tits. She begged Martin between licks. "Please Martin, I can't wait!"



I said, losing all patience, "You need to shut down, that's all you need!"



I pulled my cock out from under her tits, and slapped her between her legs. This made her moan even more.



I asked her, slapping her harder. She wailed and pushed her knees against the ground. "Don't close your legs on me. Do you know your husband is a slut husband?" I snapped, pushing my knees out and dropping my balls in her wet mouth.



I was not done with her. I grabbed my balls from her mouth and spit in them. She groaned even more. I spat again in her mouth and shoved my cock into it.



It was so hot in that goddamn mouth.


As she held her head, I pulled my cock into her throat. I didn't even make her gag.



It was clear that my hard cock was moving in her throat, and it made me mad. I pulled my cock out to let her catch her breath, but she grabbed my stomach and shoved me back into her.



My thick, hard cock was holding me tight. I was getting closer. I was getting very close. I was very close to her. I left her high and dry.



I took my cock out from her mouth and leaned over to slide my cock between her thighs, pressing them together with one of my hands. I was fucking her tits and leaned over to slip my other hand between her legs. It was just one finger. First, fast and then slower.



She whimpered, quivering, said, "Martin, I can't wait...



I crossed my finger over her clit once more. I felt her muscles tighten under my fingertip. We were both close.



I held her head, and then I slipped my cock into her mouth. I wanted to get in her throat. I was never allowed to do that by senior girls. They can't even swallow it in their throats,



I was fucking her more now, my cock pulsed, ready for the next. Finally, she let me touch her. As I pushed my way into her throat, her back arched, and she blew my load into her mouth. She was looking at my fast fingers as she moved hard.

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