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I woke up on Sunday morning, the weather wasn't good and we had nowhere to go so I decided to have a lie in. However I noticed the wife wasn't in bed, I thought she must have gone to the bathroom, so I was most surprised when, a few minutes later she returned wearing a slinky wetlook swimsuit and a pair of thighboots!
She pulled back the bedclothes, climbed onto the bed and began to give me a blowjob! As I was about to shoot my load, she stopped, mounted me and began to ride like a wild thing, pretty soon she was gripping the headboard, a sure sign she's on the verge of cumming. I gripped her boots and pulled her down hard onto my cock, I felt the crotch of her suit go wet as she climaxed,it was really damp.
A few moments later I was just about to shoot my load, she stopped bouncing and emptied her full bladder into the crotch of her swimsuit. The feeling of her how piss spraying onto my cock and balls caused me to shoot my load immediately!
After sitting on top of me until my cock went limp, she got up without saying anything and went downstairs. A while later I went down and sat in the lounge, she came in a few minutes later, naked except for the thighboots, and carrying a cooked breakfast she'd made me.
I could get used to Sundays like that one.
She pulled back the bedclothes, climbed onto the bed and began to give me a blowjob! As I was about to shoot my load, she stopped, mounted me and began to ride like a wild thing, pretty soon she was gripping the headboard, a sure sign she's on the verge of cumming. I gripped her boots and pulled her down hard onto my cock, I felt the crotch of her suit go wet as she climaxed,it was really damp.
A few moments later I was just about to shoot my load, she stopped bouncing and emptied her full bladder into the crotch of her swimsuit. The feeling of her how piss spraying onto my cock and balls caused me to shoot my load immediately!
After sitting on top of me until my cock went limp, she got up without saying anything and went downstairs. A while later I went down and sat in the lounge, she came in a few minutes later, naked except for the thighboots, and carrying a cooked breakfast she'd made me.
I could get used to Sundays like that one.
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