Whore Fucked In The Car

Cory met George in college before Bill. After she started dating Bill, she quit seeing George but Bill was often too quick to have an orgasm and he couldn’t satisfy her sexually so she went back to fucking George. She never felt secure and safe with George like she did with Bill. George was a more sure fire, orgasm producing fuck than Bill, but Bill was the one she came to love. Occasionally, she played mind games, fantasizing about how George’s cock felt in her when she was actually fucking Bill, and when she was fucking George she fantasized that it was Bill inside her. On the occasions when she would not have an orgasm with George she would vow to never be with him again but then she and Bill would fuck, she wouldn’t cum, and she would go back to fucking George. Having both Bill and George as lovers in college had been quite thrilling but then she came to the realization that Bill was her true love. And with that realization it had been hard for her to continue any relationship with George. But her sex drive was so strong that she continued and now she was practically addicted to it. As much as her behavior disgusted her and even though she knew it could cost her so dearly she couldn’t resist the power of her sex drive. It didn’t help that it had become so easy for her over the years and pov took very outdoor little planning. At most, she only needed to be with George for 20 minutes and she would be taken care of. He was always ready to fuck her and strutted around like a game cock when he was around Cory. But Cory had decided long ago that she would drop him without a moment’s hesitation if Bill could satisfy her sexually. She selected George’s message to delete it but forgot about it as soon as she heard the rumble of the garage door rollers in the guides, the first indication that Bill was home. She waited until she heard the garage door start to close, went to the freezer and got out the partially frozen sponges, moistened the freezing cold sponges in the master bathroom sink, and pressed them against her breasts. When she heard the car door close, she dropped the sponges in the sink and shivering dried off her chest, put on her dress, and gave herself a quick look over. The freezing cold sponges had done their job making her breasts tighter and firmer, her areolas shrunk, and her hard nipples standing proudly at attention. She walked into the kitchen just as Bill was coming in the door. The undone tie and unbuttoned shirt collar weren’t unusual but the shoulders were more slumped than usual even for a Thursday. Bill looked worn out. I’ve seen worse but not by much. It’s bad. Those beautiful sweet eyes. He looks so tired and amateur worn out. But it is Thursday. Cory started to frown but then Hardcore realized that it would only make Bill feel more stress and put on her happy smile face. Bill’s eyes immediately fixated on Cory’s chest and as he looked at the shape of her breasts from her shoulders to her nipples, he took in every blowjob curve and nuance and felt the first faint prickle as his testicles began to swell and his limp penis perk up. His voice was low and very non-threatening. I suddenly felt very worried. “It’s pov Father Donovan and the Clive family!” “Depends, what do you want to do?” With that, she heads up the stairs to shower. Marie told her about getting busy and neglecting blowjob to call Donny and how he wasn't taking her amateur calls. David looked at his phone. This... “I outdoor can’t thank you enough.” The old man gushes, Hardcore pumping my hand. He could feel her breasts pressing against his chest through the light fabric of the robe.