Three weeks now and Mrs. xxx sex Let’s entertain them.” John looked at poor Lucy with derision as he took hold of her shoulders and yanked her suit jacket down exposing her pretty pink blouse. Close the curtains. My neighbors can see in. John dragged his balls and cock down below her tummy until his throbbing member felt Lucy’s soft, smooth hairless slit. What are you doing that’s so urgent?” George’s voice was plaintive. The phone rang. As usual he had no underwear. John grabbed her nipples and twisted cruelly, “You don’t get off that easy. What’s going on?” George was startled. Lucy’s husband had refused to speak to her since discovering she had shaved her pussy and had it tattooed with a garish eye. I…mmph!” Just as Lucy started to speak, John suddenly thrust his pulsating cock between her lips and into her mouth. Lucy was wearing the peach-colored business suit she often wore to school. In the bedroom, John snickered as he opened the curtains and turned on the light. Three weeks now and Mrs. You missed a good fuck. She felt wet; the hated drug again. “Lucy! The phone rang. Lucy’s 36C breasts heaved in the restrictive black bra. “You sound nervous. John was coming to her home! “George. Look here you old bag, you have to work harder. “Answer it, but don’t stop undressing me.
