Wendy?s Obscene Bikini

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Wendy checked her image in the mirror.* It was an obscene bikini, little more than three tiny triangles and some string.* She turned this way and that, excitement sending little jolts to her overheated pussy.Less than twenty-four hours had passed since her husband?s car had moved down the street away from the house.* Before he?d even left the neighborhood, Wendy had slipped out of the house and over to her neighbor?s.* Andre and Jordan were already in the basement, waiting for her, and she spent hours fucking and sucking two thick black dicks.* She?d put on a filthy show for her perverted neighbor, who loved to bear witness to her debauchery, to the point where he let her use his basement party room as a private little fuck pad when there was some risk that Wendy?s husband might come home.Once she was certain her husband?s flight was in the air, she dragged the two young black boys back to her house, sucking more cock in the living room before dragging them upstairs and letting the two young guys fuck her into oblivion in her marital bed.* Those guys, two fine physical examples of youth and stamina, had fucked Wendy in every position she asked for:* missionary, doggy-style, cowgirl on one with the other?s cock stuffed halfway down her gullet as her pussy clamped down on the cock fucking her, orgasms rolling at her in waves. *Their private little fuck parade had gone on until the early hours. It ended when Wendy had milked the guys? balls dry three times.* Wendy had taken them as a pair and singly, taking a fucking from one while the other watched and rested, her libido snarling and hungry, cum on her breasts, dripping from her face, and matting her hair. She took their final offering into her pussy before she finally settled to sleep at four in the morning.***Wendy was wide awake by 11 a.m. the next morning.* She sipped her coffee, wanting the time to move quicker.* The pool guy her husband hired was due at noon, and her needy little pussy was ready for more young cock.She showered, teased her short auburn hair dry, and then slipped into the tiniest string bikini she owned.* ?Oh my God, you?re such a nasty fucking slut,? Wendy thought to herself, before stepping into a pair of four-inch heels that exaggerate the length of her legs and the light musculature of her thighs.* ?Just like a Las Vegas hooker.? She crinkled her nose at her reflection, devilment in her eyes as she thought about what the pool boy would soon see.Wendy knew she was going to have to go in hard with the young guy. He was a shy one, and there was a real possibility he would just bolt if Wendy gave him time to think too much. It was going to require her to make a move as soon as he arrived, a quick, hot seduction where Wendy had his cock in her mouth before the guy even reached the side of the pool.* Thankfully, the backyard was private:*not even her perverted neighbor could witness the Artvin Escort mature woman on her knees, sucking on a youngster?s cock.Wendy was hot for sex, eager for the boy?s arrival.* Her lush body trembled, her pussy convulsing with need despite the pounding she had taken last night.* Anxiously, she looked at her phone and groaned with anticipation.* The boy was due in five minutes.He arrived three minutes early. Wendy felt the excitement surge within when she heard the side gate close, and the clattering of his equipment as he rolled into the backyard.?Okay, let?s go,? she said to herself.The young man gawked when Wendy strode onto the patio, her body so obscenely on display. Wendy kept to her plan.* She moved in close, heels peck-peck-pecking the patio as she gazed at him. He was just so perfect: nineteen, tall, blonde surfer-dude hair.?Hi,? Wendy smiled. She moved even closer and pressed her hand against the guy?s shorts.* ?Maybe leave the pool ?til later, hmm? I?ve got something else in mind for you right now,? Wendy said softly.He gasped and spluttered: ?Mrs. K? What the fu???Wendy brushed her finger?s over his cock. He gulped, then nodded quickly, face slack with surprise.Wendy asked, ?I hope you like my bikini???Uh?yeah?but it?s kinda small,? he managed.?That?s the idea,? Wendy responded, a soft smile forming on her lips. She squeezed his cock, tugging his shorts down over his thighs. His underwear dropped with them, and a fat, young cock sprang out.Wendy groaned and curled her fingers around the dick displayed in front of her. ?Well, well, well, I guess you really do like this little bikini,? she sighed.The guy shivered as Wendy caressed her soft fingers along his length. She gazed down at the cock, excitement gurgling in her belly. She set her attention on the guy?s face, hand working slowly, then moved in, pressing her chest against the boy?s body. Her plush lips settled on his mouth, quick and hard, her tongue slipping past his lips and teeth.The guy just stood there and took the kiss for a couple of seconds until Wendy broke away.* She murmured, ?You?re so hard. Would you like me to keep stroking that gorgeous young cock ?til you come???Mrs. K?you?re married,? he muttered.Wendy snorted and rolled her eyes, increasing her grip on the thick shaft.* ?That?s what makes it hot for me,? she whispered into his ear.* ?I love fucking when my husband?s away.? She looked down at the cock again, thrilled at how rigid it was in her fist, the bulb purple and swollen. ?I think I want this thing inside me. I think I want you to fuck me,? Wendy breathed.?But?but?it?s wrong,? the young man said.Wendy grinned at him, then nodded. ?That?s why it?s fun, sweetheart.??Will we get in trouble?? The guy groaned it out, eyes closing as his hips started to rock, to thrust against the woman?s fist.Wendy?s hand moved faster over the thickening slab Artvin Escort Bayan of cock. ?No?we won?t get in trouble?nobody?s here. Nobody can see. I?ll jerk you off and then you can get to work on the pool.?Wendy?s free hand dipped behind the tiny patch of bikini covering her pussy, the little tuft at the apex of her slit soft against her palm. She teased her clit, gasping as she ducked down to kiss him.He moaned into Wendy?s open mouth, tongue swirling with Wendy?s when he returned the kiss, and the woman knew she had him.* Those hips thrusting into her fist like he was fucking it, his tongue buried in her mouth, told her all she needed to know. Her plan had worked; moving in fast, like a strike of lightning, had pushed the guy past any reluctance and conflict. He was one of the good ones. The kind Wendy liked. He was nicely presented and polite. Respectful. Not arrogant or pushy. He was a good-looking young man with a hard cock, lust exploding as the kiss rolled on.The kiss broke, leaving both of them breathless.* He was still working his dick through Wendy?s fist, when a hand fell to one of her breasts, mauling the woman?s tit flesh. ?You?re incredible. You have such a hot little body,? he gasped.The compliment thrilled Wendy. She kept her body close to her, her soft lips at his ear. ?You like older ladies??The guy nodded slowly, his attention on Wendy?s breasts. ?Yeah?I never really thought about it but?yeah, I do,? he said, his chest heavingWendy laughed, then nipped at his earlobe. ?Didn?t think I?d be such a filthy slut, did you??The guy shook his head and groaned. ?No, Mrs. K?no way.??Shocked you, did I? Took you by surprise coming out here in my little bikini. Didn?t expect me to grab your cock??He gulped, the cockhead leaking pre-cum all over Wendy?s fingers as her tight fist kept moving over the length. ?I ? I always thought you were a nice lady,? he mumbled.Wendy chuckled and crinkled her nose at him. She nodded and said, ?Uh-huh. I know. That?s what I want people to think. I want everyone to think I?m just a boring, married lady with time on her hands and a husband who works away.?Wendy sighed and worked faster at the young man?s dick. She peered down at the cock and rubbed at her clit, gasping as the sensations went through her.* She kissed him again, her increasing hunger for this sweet guy blossoming inside her.* The catch in his throat told her he was close to his peak.* She turned up the heat, allowing even more filth to drip into her words.?This is who I am. I?m the cheating whore who wears a slutty bikini and heels so I can get fucked by the young pool guy.?* Wendy shoved her tongue into his mouth for a moment, then pulled back. ?You want to fuck me, baby? Do you want to take me out here, right by the pool? I?ll suck that fat young cock?I?ll give you this wet pussy?You can even fuck me bareback?Is that Escort Artvin what you want, sweetie??The guy?s hips were slamming now, his slick, engorged cock fucking into Wendy?s fist.* His hands were all over her, groping her breasts.* ?Oh, God, Mrs. K,? he suddenly groaned.And then ejaculate spat from his dick and splashed hotly against her quivering thighs.***Reclining on a chaise lounge, Wendy watched him work. The obscene bikini was gone, a little tangled mess on the pool deck, and was left only in her heels and a straw hat with a black band around the crown, sunglasses, and her wedding ring.The young guy was naked, too. He worked at the pool, glancing at Wendy now and then, that fat cock close getting stiff while Wendy relaxed on a recliner, pussy hot for the sex.?You almost done?? Wendy called out to himHe paused and looked at her. ?Couple of minutes, Mrs. K,? he said.Wendy smiled at him. Then she grabbed her phone?the dirty phone, the one her husband didn?t know about. Wendy?s fingers moved over the keys. She sent a message to the neighbor.* ?Young Pool Guy is here,? she tapped out.* ?I was gonna bring him over but he?s shy. Maybe another time.??I think you?re done there,? Wendy called out to him, setting the phone down.The guy looked across, his expression showing a mix of feral need and fear.?It?s time for you to bring that cock over here. And it?s time for you to get that tongue in my pussy,? Wendy added.The guy?s eyes went round and huge, face slack, as he nodded.* ?Mrs. K, are you sure???Wendy spread her thighs to show him her pussy. It was a deliberate taunt, a lewd exhibition designed to counter the guy?s conflict, part of which appeared to have reared its ugly, no-fun head again.* ?Does this look like I?ve got doubts??He swallowed hard as he stared at Wendy.Wendy saw the cock twitch. ?Get your young ass over here and kiss my slutty pussy,? she called out. She slid a finger through her labia, her wedding flashing in the sun. ?This bitch wants that big cock.?* Her hips jerked like she was fucking a cock, finger slipping over her clit as Wendy masturbated herself. ?C?mon,? she nearly whined.* ?I?m hot and wet for you. Let?s have some fun.?The guy dropped the long pole with the brush mounted at the end and moved around the pool, his thick cock bobbing with each step. As he got closer, Wendy sat up, her attention on the cock and dangling balls. She rubbed her clit with one hand and reached for the dick with the other.?I wanna suck that thing,? she moaned, leaning toward him.The guy nodded, groaning when Wendy jacked his length for three or four strokes. She took her hat off and tossed it aside, then ducked her head to suck his bulbous cockhead into her mouth.* ?Oh, God, Mrs. K,? he moaned.Wendy sucked and slurped. She slobbered at the bulb, cranking the cock down near his balls, taking the length in deep until the bloated head bumped into the back of her throat. She gasped and spluttered when her mouth came off the side of his young cock, some of her saliva dripping from her lips.Wendy grinned up at his face, hand moving over the cock, the shaft slick with her spit. ?Little trick I taught myself,? Wendy said.

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admin Admin Üyelik tarihi: 25 Şubat 2015 Mesajlar: 20.307	Wendy?s Obscene Bikini `En Ateşli Sex İçin Arayın 0023780009232` Wendy checked her image in the mirror.* It was an obscene bikini, little more than three tiny triangles and some string.* She turned this way and that, excitement sending little jolts to her overheated pussy.Less than twenty-four hours had passed since her husband?s car had moved down the street away from the house.* Before he?d even left the neighborhood, Wendy had slipped out of the house and over to her neighbor?s.* Andre and Jordan were already in the basement, waiting for her, and she spent hours fucking and sucking two thick black dicks.* She?d put on a filthy show for her perverted neighbor, who loved to bear witness to her debauchery, to the point where he let her use his basement party room as a private little fuck pad when there was some risk that Wendy?s husband might come home.Once she was certain her husband?s flight was in the air, she dragged the two young black boys back to her house, sucking more cock in the living room before dragging them upstairs and letting the two young guys fuck her into oblivion in her marital bed.* Those guys, two fine physical examples of youth and stamina, had fucked Wendy in every position she asked for:* missionary, doggy-style, cowgirl on one with the other?s cock stuffed halfway down her gullet as her pussy clamped down on the cock fucking her, orgasms rolling at her in waves. Their private little fuck parade had gone on until the early hours. It ended when Wendy had milked the guys? balls dry three times. Wendy had taken them as a pair and singly, taking a fucking from one while the other watched and rested, her libido snarling and hungry, cum on her breasts, dripping from her face, and matting her hair. She took their final offering into her pussy before she finally settled to sleep at four in the morning.**Wendy was wide awake by 11 a.m. the next morning. She sipped her coffee, wanting the time to move quicker.* The pool guy her husband hired was due at noon, and her needy little pussy was ready for more young cock.She showered, teased her short auburn hair dry, and then slipped into the tiniest string bikini she owned.* ?Oh my God, you?re such a nasty fucking slut,? Wendy thought to herself, before stepping into a pair of four-inch heels that exaggerate the length of her legs and the light musculature of her thighs.* ?Just like a Las Vegas hooker.? She crinkled her nose at her reflection, devilment in her eyes as she thought about what the pool boy would soon see.Wendy knew she was going to have to go in hard with the young guy. He was a shy one, and there was a real possibility he would just bolt if Wendy gave him time to think too much. It was going to require her to make a move as soon as he arrived, a quick, hot seduction where Wendy had his cock in her mouth before the guy even reached the side of the pool.* Thankfully, the backyard was private:not even her perverted neighbor could witness the Artvin Escort mature woman on her knees, sucking on a youngster?s cock.Wendy was hot for sex, eager for the boy?s arrival. Her lush body trembled, her pussy convulsing with need despite the pounding she had taken last night.* Anxiously, she looked at her phone and groaned with anticipation.* The boy was due in five minutes.He arrived three minutes early. Wendy felt the excitement surge within when she heard the side gate close, and the clattering of his equipment as he rolled into the backyard.?Okay, let?s go,? she said to herself.The young man gawked when Wendy strode onto the patio, her body so obscenely on display. Wendy kept to her plan.* She moved in close, heels peck-peck-pecking the patio as she gazed at him. He was just so perfect: nineteen, tall, blonde surfer-dude hair.?Hi,? Wendy smiled. She moved even closer and pressed her hand against the guy?s shorts.* ?Maybe leave the pool ?til later, hmm? I?ve got something else in mind for you right now,? Wendy said softly.He gasped and spluttered: ?Mrs. K? What the fu???Wendy brushed her finger?s over his cock. He gulped, then nodded quickly, face slack with surprise.Wendy asked, ?I hope you like my bikini???Uh?yeah?but it?s kinda small,? he managed.?That?s the idea,? Wendy responded, a soft smile forming on her lips. She squeezed his cock, tugging his shorts down over his thighs. His underwear dropped with them, and a fat, young cock sprang out.Wendy groaned and curled her fingers around the dick displayed in front of her. ?Well, well, well, I guess you really do like this little bikini,? she sighed.The guy shivered as Wendy caressed her soft fingers along his length. She gazed down at the cock, excitement gurgling in her belly. She set her attention on the guy?s face, hand working slowly, then moved in, pressing her chest against the boy?s body. Her plush lips settled on his mouth, quick and hard, her tongue slipping past his lips and teeth.The guy just stood there and took the kiss for a couple of seconds until Wendy broke away.* She murmured, ?You?re so hard. Would you like me to keep stroking that gorgeous young cock ?til you come???Mrs. K?you?re married,? he muttered.Wendy snorted and rolled her eyes, increasing her grip on the thick shaft.* ?That?s what makes it hot for me,? she whispered into his ear.* ?I love fucking when my husband?s away.? She looked down at the cock again, thrilled at how rigid it was in her fist, the bulb purple and swollen. ?I think I want this thing inside me. I think I want you to fuck me,? Wendy breathed.?But?but?it?s wrong,? the young man said.Wendy grinned at him, then nodded. ?That?s why it?s fun, sweetheart.??Will we get in trouble?? The guy groaned it out, eyes closing as his hips started to rock, to thrust against the woman?s fist.Wendy?s hand moved faster over the thickening slab Artvin Escort Bayan of cock. ?No?we won?t get in trouble?nobody?s here. Nobody can see. I?ll jerk you off and then you can get to work on the pool.?Wendy?s free hand dipped behind the tiny patch of bikini covering her pussy, the little tuft at the apex of her slit soft against her palm. She teased her clit, gasping as she ducked down to kiss him.He moaned into Wendy?s open mouth, tongue swirling with Wendy?s when he returned the kiss, and the woman knew she had him.* Those hips thrusting into her fist like he was fucking it, his tongue buried in her mouth, told her all she needed to know. Her plan had worked; moving in fast, like a strike of lightning, had pushed the guy past any reluctance and conflict. He was one of the good ones. The kind Wendy liked. He was nicely presented and polite. Respectful. Not arrogant or pushy. He was a good-looking young man with a hard cock, lust exploding as the kiss rolled on.The kiss broke, leaving both of them breathless.* He was still working his dick through Wendy?s fist, when a hand fell to one of her breasts, mauling the woman?s tit flesh. ?You?re incredible. You have such a hot little body,? he gasped.The compliment thrilled Wendy. She kept her body close to her, her soft lips at his ear. ?You like older ladies??The guy nodded slowly, his attention on Wendy?s breasts. ?Yeah?I never really thought about it but?yeah, I do,? he said, his chest heavingWendy laughed, then nipped at his earlobe. ?Didn?t think I?d be such a filthy slut, did you??The guy shook his head and groaned. ?No, Mrs. K?no way.??Shocked you, did I? Took you by surprise coming out here in my little bikini. Didn?t expect me to grab your cock??He gulped, the cockhead leaking pre-cum all over Wendy?s fingers as her tight fist kept moving over the length. ?I ? I always thought you were a nice lady,? he mumbled.Wendy chuckled and crinkled her nose at him. She nodded and said, ?Uh-huh. I know. That?s what I want people to think. I want everyone to think I?m just a boring, married lady with time on her hands and a husband who works away.?Wendy sighed and worked faster at the young man?s dick. She peered down at the cock and rubbed at her clit, gasping as the sensations went through her.* She kissed him again, her increasing hunger for this sweet guy blossoming inside her.* The catch in his throat told her he was close to his peak.* She turned up the heat, allowing even more filth to drip into her words.?This is who I am. I?m the cheating whore who wears a slutty bikini and heels so I can get fucked by the young pool guy.?* Wendy shoved her tongue into his mouth for a moment, then pulled back. ?You want to fuck me, baby? Do you want to take me out here, right by the pool? I?ll suck that fat young cock?I?ll give you this wet pussy?You can even fuck me bareback?Is that Escort Artvin what you want, sweetie??The guy?s hips were slamming now, his slick, engorged cock fucking into Wendy?s fist.* His hands were all over her, groping her breasts.* ?Oh, God, Mrs. K,? he suddenly groaned.And then ejaculate spat from his dick and splashed hotly against her quivering thighs.**Reclining on a chaise lounge, Wendy watched him work. The obscene bikini was gone, a little tangled mess on the pool deck, and was left only in her heels and a straw hat with a black band around the crown, sunglasses, and her wedding ring.The young guy was naked, too. He worked at the pool, glancing at Wendy now and then, that fat cock close getting stiff while Wendy relaxed on a recliner, pussy hot for the sex.?You almost done?? Wendy called out to himHe paused and looked at her. ?Couple of minutes, Mrs. K,? he said.Wendy smiled at him. Then she grabbed her phone?the dirty phone, the one her husband didn?t know about. Wendy?s fingers moved over the keys. She sent a message to the neighbor. ?Young Pool Guy is here,? she tapped out.* ?I was gonna bring him over but he?s shy. Maybe another time.??I think you?re done there,? Wendy called out to him, setting the phone down.The guy looked across, his expression showing a mix of feral need and fear.?It?s time for you to bring that cock over here. And it?s time for you to get that tongue in my pussy,? Wendy added.The guy?s eyes went round and huge, face slack, as he nodded.* ?Mrs. K, are you sure???Wendy spread her thighs to show him her pussy. It was a deliberate taunt, a lewd exhibition designed to counter the guy?s conflict, part of which appeared to have reared its ugly, no-fun head again.* ?Does this look like I?ve got doubts??He swallowed hard as he stared at Wendy.Wendy saw the cock twitch. ?Get your young ass over here and kiss my slutty pussy,? she called out. She slid a finger through her labia, her wedding flashing in the sun. ?This bitch wants that big cock.?* Her hips jerked like she was fucking a cock, finger slipping over her clit as Wendy masturbated herself. ?C?mon,? she nearly whined.* ?I?m hot and wet for you. Let?s have some fun.?The guy dropped the long pole with the brush mounted at the end and moved around the pool, his thick cock bobbing with each step. As he got closer, Wendy sat up, her attention on the cock and dangling balls. She rubbed her clit with one hand and reached for the dick with the other.?I wanna suck that thing,? she moaned, leaning toward him.The guy nodded, groaning when Wendy jacked his length for three or four strokes. She took her hat off and tossed it aside, then ducked her head to suck his bulbous cockhead into her mouth.* ?Oh, God, Mrs. K,? he moaned.Wendy sucked and slurped. She slobbered at the bulb, cranking the cock down near his balls, taking the length in deep until the bloated head bumped into the back of her throat. She gasped and spluttered when her mouth came off the side of his young cock, some of her saliva dripping from her lips.Wendy grinned up at his face, hand moving over the cock, the shaft slick with her spit. ?Little trick I taught myself,? Wendy said.