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What was a girl to do? The kids had all grown and moved away - the most he got from them was a chat on Skype and maybe a card.

I found him in the garage tinkering with his new remote control helicopter. So what do you want me to get you? I kissed him on the head, went inside and made the reservation for dinner.

Martin and I had been married 25 years and together for 2 more years before that. I knew he loved me. He not only told me so every day, but he showed it in everything he did. Our life together was great, we had raised our kids very successfully. And although we had become suburbanised, Martin always more than made up for that in the bedroom.

Fact is he fucked me silly most nights with his awesome manhood. It took me a while to fit him into me at first, but now he had he fits perfectly into all three of my holes.

Over the next few days I pushed Martin about what he would like, again running into dead ends. I spoke to one of my friends explaining my frustrations at his lack of help with a present.

Getting fucked good and proper by Martin fortunately was a given most days. The thought of it sent pleasure pulses to my bald pussy. The bus stopped and let on some more passengers. A short blonde girl with boobs that made even me stare took the seat next to me.

I just moved to the big smoke from the country. As we sat talking I found out that Mel had moved from a mining town in Western Australia and was temping while looking for a job.

I could not get the thought out of my head and each day I caught the bus at the same time I looked out for Mel. But the thought of Martin using his cock with my permission on another woman turned me on in a way I had never felt before.

It consumed me day and night. I had heard about dating sites or meat markets one of the guys at work called them. He told me you can get whatever you like on there you just need to look and ask. I spent most of a day at work online looking up short blonds. When I logged off and went home for the day I was satisfied but nervous.

Thinning about it made me cross my legs and pulse my hole and made me start to cum as I was sitting on the bus. My pussy walls closed tighter then before and every bump and movement took me higher.

I could feel the pleasure rush run through me and I started to feel hot and clammy. My face felt flushed and I bit my lip and did my best to hide it as I came good, deep and strong. All of a sudden the bus stopped with a big jerk bringing me back to my senses. I looked around thinking for sure I was busted, but the world just went on at its own pace. I sat back letting the pleasure rush move through my body. As I turned I saw her. Sitting on the seat across from me. I was so glad when my stop came.

I stood up and waited for the back doors to open. Mel rushed up to me. Laughter accompanied her every word. She was so right. My dress was wet and the seat I was sitting on that was just about to be claimed by two guys in business suits on had small wet spot on it. I reached out and took her card. The cool night air hit me and I brought my butterflies back under control with a few deep breaths. I was so wet, like never before. I walked home and headed for the shower. Martin walked into the bathroom after me.

I finished taking off my clothes and tossed then on the floor. Martin stood there with a puzzled look on his face. I felt him grab my hips. The tip of his cock split my outer lips apart.

He just sat at the entrance of my joy tunnel. The full force of his cock ripped into me as he pulled me back by my hips ensuring each thrust of his body was met by mine. His cock was huge and with each stroke it got bigger. I could feel my walls spreading and I loved every second of it.

Martin knows how I like it. I could see his face in the mirror he was shocked by the words I was screaming. Usually I need prompting and he needs to drag it out of me or when I have had a few drinks. But mostly I am quiet. By the look on his face and the feel of his growing pleasure rod assured me he liked it too. The thought of Martin fucking Mel slipped into my already overloaded mind. My body shook my legs could barely hold me.

My mind blew and I gushed out everywhere. I came so hard the Martin had to hold on tight like a rodeo rider with an unbroken horse.

My pussy squeezed and churned as all of my lower muscles and nerves become one mass of pleasure being fed over and over by the massive cock thrusting in and out of me. Sinking his fingers tighter into me and thrusting so fast all I could do was hold on as he used my body as I loved so much. My 2nd orgasm hit me from out of the blue and shook me again. All I could do was hold on the tap and absorb the pleasure his love was giving me.

I pulled away dropping to my knees in front of him. Martin grabbed his cock. Cum all over my face! It was hot and sticky and run down my face. My hand had fallen between my legs and was working my clit and sliding in and out of me as the last drops of his cum dripped of my face.

I licked the cum around my lips. It tasted so good. Martin stood there not knowing what to do next. As I turned the water on Martin put his cock back in his pants.

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What was a girl to do? The kids had all grown and moved away - the most he got from them was a chat on Skype and maybe a card. I found him in the garage tinkering with his new remote control helicopter.

So what do you want me to get you? I kissed him on the head, went inside and made the reservation for dinner. Martin and I had been married 25 years and together for 2 more years before that. I knew he loved me. He not only told me so every day, but he showed it in everything he did. Our life together was great, we had raised our kids very successfully.

And although we had become suburbanised, Martin always more than made up for that in the bedroom. Fact is he fucked me silly most nights with his awesome manhood. It took me a while to fit him into me at first, but now he had he fits perfectly into all three of my holes.

Over the next few days I pushed Martin about what he would like, again running into dead ends. I spoke to one of my friends explaining my frustrations at his lack of help with a present. Getting fucked good and proper by Martin fortunately was a given most days. The thought of it sent pleasure pulses to my bald pussy. The bus stopped and let on some more passengers. A short blonde girl with boobs that made even me stare took the seat next to me. I just moved to the big smoke from the country.

As we sat talking I found out that Mel had moved from a mining town in Western Australia and was temping while looking for a job. I could not get the thought out of my head and each day I caught the bus at the same time I looked out for Mel.

But the thought of Martin using his cock with my permission on another woman turned me on in a way I had never felt before. It consumed me day and night. I had heard about dating sites or meat markets one of the guys at work called them. He told me you can get whatever you like on there you just need to look and ask.

I spent most of a day at work online looking up short blonds. When I logged off and went home for the day I was satisfied but nervous. Thinning about it made me cross my legs and pulse my hole and made me start to cum as I was sitting on the bus. My pussy walls closed tighter then before and every bump and movement took me higher.

I could feel the pleasure rush run through me and I started to feel hot and clammy. My face felt flushed and I bit my lip and did my best to hide it as I came good, deep and strong. All of a sudden the bus stopped with a big jerk bringing me back to my senses. I looked around thinking for sure I was busted, but the world just went on at its own pace. I sat back letting the pleasure rush move through my body.

As I turned I saw her. Sitting on the seat across from me. I was so glad when my stop came. I stood up and waited for the back doors to open. Mel rushed up to me. Laughter accompanied her every word. She was so right. My dress was wet and the seat I was sitting on that was just about to be claimed by two guys in business suits on had small wet spot on it. I reached out and took her card. The cool night air hit me and I brought my butterflies back under control with a few deep breaths.

I was so wet, like never before. I walked home and headed for the shower. Martin walked into the bathroom after me. I finished taking off my clothes and tossed then on the floor. Martin stood there with a puzzled look on his face. I felt him grab my hips. The tip of his cock split my outer lips apart. He just sat at the entrance of my joy tunnel. The full force of his cock ripped into me as he pulled me back by my hips ensuring each thrust of his body was met by mine.

His cock was huge and with each stroke it got bigger. I could feel my walls spreading and I loved every second of it. Martin knows how I like it. I could see his face in the mirror he was shocked by the words I was screaming. Usually I need prompting and he needs to drag it out of me or when I have had a few drinks. But mostly I am quiet. By the look on his face and the feel of his growing pleasure rod assured me he liked it too.

The thought of Martin fucking Mel slipped into my already overloaded mind. My body shook my legs could barely hold me.

My mind blew and I gushed out everywhere. I came so hard the Martin had to hold on tight like a rodeo rider with an unbroken horse. My pussy squeezed and churned as all of my lower muscles and nerves become one mass of pleasure being fed over and over by the massive cock thrusting in and out of me. Sinking his fingers tighter into me and thrusting so fast all I could do was hold on as he used my body as I loved so much.

My 2nd orgasm hit me from out of the blue and shook me again. All I could do was hold on the tap and absorb the pleasure his love was giving me. I pulled away dropping to my knees in front of him. Martin grabbed his cock. Cum all over my face! It was hot and sticky and run down my face. My hand had fallen between my legs and was working my clit and sliding in and out of me as the last drops of his cum dripped of my face.

I licked the cum around my lips. It tasted so good. Martin stood there not knowing what to do next. As I turned the water on Martin put his cock back in his pants.

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  1. I found him in the garage tinkering with his new remote control helicopter. It tasted so good. Mel rushed up to me.

  2. I looked around thinking for sure I was busted, but the world just went on at its own pace. My mind blew and I gushed out everywhere.

  3. I walked home and headed for the shower. My 2nd orgasm hit me from out of the blue and shook me again.

  4. But the thought of Martin using his cock with my permission on another woman turned me on in a way I had never felt before. Thinning about it made me cross my legs and pulse my hole and made me start to cum as I was sitting on the bus. Getting fucked good and proper by Martin fortunately was a given most days.

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