Always A Problem

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Always A ProblemFor all of my life, it’s been a problem. In the days of The Old West, when someone would seen a bulge in a man’s trousers, it typically meant that he was packing heat. Just my luck that I was born a hundred years to late, because if there is an attractive woman around, I’ve got a bulge in my pants.I was shopping for some lunch on day in a grocery store near my office when I happened to spot a rather curvy redhead a few rows ahead of me. As I make my way over to her section, I notice that she’s in the dairy section, which is quite ironic, given her build. Once close to her, I politely say to her, “Excuse me, may I grab a jug of 2 percent?” Little did I realize that to her, it would be a pickup line.”Nobody ever drinks 2 percent after they have had some whole milk from jugs like these,” she answered.As she turned to face me, I had no doubt that she was telling the truth. Mounted atop her tiny frame güvenilir bahis şirketleri was a pair of the largest breasts that I had ever seen.”I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you,” I answered.”Offend me? Darling, if you offended me, you’ve achieved something. Are you OK though? You seem to be having some issues,” she said as her eyes dropped to the crotch of my pants.”I apologize. You just have an amazing figure and since you said you can’t be offended, I’ll just say that you caught my attention and brought parts of me to attention,” I answered.Then, to my shock, she reached over and grabbed my cock, “Well, this doesn’t belong in the dairy section, I’d say this would be a sausage that should be in the meat section. What do you say that we mix meat and dairy and you put that thing between my tits? My husband hasn’t had touched me since I had our baby six months ago, and I have a craving for tipobet güvenilir mi some sausage.”No man in their right man could resist, and I couldn’t either.”We’ll go back to my place,” she said. “It;ll be nice to finally get fucked there.”I followed her to her apartment. It was decorated with exquisite and amazing things. Crystal vases, paintings and even a few sculptures. “This is an extremelu nice home to raise an c***d in,” I told her.”Hell no,” she said. “This place is where my husband take his office whores to fuck them. He doesn’t think I know about it, but today, you’re going to fuck your whore in it, and I’m that whore.””I’d never call a lady a beautiful as you a whore. That’s just not right,” I told her.”Well, if you don’t treat me like a whore and use me the way I want, you can just go now,” she said.Hearing that, I walked over to her and spun her around, forcing her to tipobet giriş bend over in front of me, pressing her ass against me. “Then, you’ll be my whore. Get down on your knees and let me see that cleavage while you suck my cock,” I demanded of her.As she unzipped my pants, I grabbed a fist full of her hair as I told her, “If I feel any teeth on my cock, you’ll be sorry.” She pulled my cock out of my pants and slowly licked down both sides. “What part of suck are you not understanding?” I asked her as she opened her mouth and slowly took a few inches into her warm mouth. “That’s better, but I think you need to take some more in.””It’s thicker than I’m used to,” she said. “I need to get used to it.”As soon as the word “it” came out of her mouth, I shoved my cock a little deeper in her mouth. “You need to learn. If you want to be my whore, you need to be prepared.” Using that fistful of hair, I pulled her head down farther on my cock until I heard her gag. “It’s only 8 inches, you can take that, can’t you. I would think that would be easy for a whore.””It’s thick. Your fucking cock is as big as my wrist,” she complained.”You still need to learn,” I told her. “Keep sucking.”—more to cum —

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