This was summertime 2009, three years into our 7 year affair. Our usual rendezvous at the telly, car backseats or at the gym were always epic but today was different. Today, she invited me over her house for the first time, her husband wasn't home. I came over at our agreed time at approximately 3pm. I told her I would pretend to be a plumber or a handyman when I get to the house as to not arise suspicion. I raise my arm to ring the bell but the door slowly opened, she had watched me walk out my car and up the steps. I walked in and looked at her before I looked into her martial home.
In nothing but a black and multicolored butterfly patterned silk robe, her amazing skin glistening from her use of Vaseline's line of radiant body oil smelling like cocoa butter she paused to look at me. She greeted me with a hug and we shared one of our usual amazing long passionate kisses at the door that always had us feeling dizzy and questioning what just happened. I pulled her into me as we kissed and I gripped her hips firmly with my hands wrapped around her waist that fit the circumference of her waist perfectly. My eyes were always on her and still didn't look into the house. She wiped my bottom lip off, bit her bottom lip and smiled shyly like she is seeing me for the first time. I always thought she could be kin to Lala Anthony.
She took my hand and led me into the house. The moment we had at the door was physically intense so her left 36 DDD tit was coming out the robe. She guided me to the middle of the house and gave me a brief tour of the first floor, basically pointing. She spent time discussing her husband's den but when she spoke, she spoke with disdain about the XBOX, incidents and other items in the room. I knew then and there this was were I wanted to fukk her. I took her by her hand and walked into the den. I sat on the leather couch with her standing in front of me in the disheveled robe and exposed t*ts. She had a scared, paralyzed by shock look to her and from our past conversations I figured alot of hurt she experienced came from this room.
I pulled down my pants, opened her robe and she straddled me while bear hugging my head into her breasts and I heard her heart beating along with a slight whimpered breathing that sounded loud in the quiet den. I put her DDD t*ts in mouth and sucked on her hard nipples that felt like pencil erasers and raised her up off my lap and down onto my erect dikk. Her gasps permeates the room.
Toya felt so velvety wet this day compared to other days.If I could describe it, it felt her p*ssy was crying. My dikk was, in a good way, painfully rock hard this day like it was there for a purpose. In fact she shed tears as she rode agonizingly slow up and down sliding from the tip of my dikk down to my balls. I sat back studying the sweet pain in her face, admiring how sexy she looked while she braced herself with a hand on my chest using my dikk as a lightening rod to dissipate whatever anger or demons she needed to release.
The sun changed the lighting in the room and we had been at it for a while. She came multiple times and I popped a huge nut in her p*ssy while she was bent over the couch doggie style. Behind the couch was a cabinet with her framed wedding pictures in it. A part of me wanted to believe she wasn't looking at the pictures while we fukked, I knew I was looking the pics that captured a blissful time in her life but then again I knew Toya. This is what she wanted.
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