Dirty American Whore Creampied

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The dusky afternoon sun filtered through the lace curtains as a bored housewife named Britney checked her phone for the umpteenth time. Her husband had warned her earlier that day, “Don’t touch any of my things, understand?” She had nodded obediently, but the minute he had driven off, she crept into his study and settled down on his plush leather chair.

Britney was blonde, busty, and a natural beauty. With her creamy skin and piercing blue eyes, she looked younger than her 32 years. Today, she was clad in a skimpy white tank top, which showed off her ample cleavage, and a pair of denim cut-offs that hugged her round, squeezable ass. Her pussy was clean shaven, smooth and plump, the pale pink lips glistening with moisture.

Britney scrolled through her husband’s laptop and grinned wickedly. She had expected to find some naughty pictures or videos, but was shocked to find that he was a online gambling addict. He owed hundreds of thousands of dollars to both the casinos and his bookies.

The more Britney thought about it, the more delighted and turned on she felt. She would finally have gained the upper hand in their marriage. From now on, she would keep him firmly in line and true to their vows – or make his problems ten times worse!

As Britney contemplated on what her lewd vengeance would be, the doorbell rang. She smoothed out her clothes and opened the front door. Standing on the threshold was her husband’s elderly work colleague, Fred. He was a rather distinguished looking man, highllighted by his salt and pepper hair and sophisticated glasses.

“Hi Fred, I’m sorry but eres isn’t here now,” Britney said in her most seductive voice.

Fred returned a smile, his eyes glinting with lust. Without preamble, he grabs Britney’s arm and pulls her into a slobbering kiss. She feels his lewd tongue plunge into her mouth and she instinctively responds. A thrill of excitement raced through her body. She had always been attracted to Fred’s virility, but had never thought he’d actually make a move.

The horny blonde prolapsed her tight slit and lewd moan escaped her throat. “Oh God! Your fingers feel amazing inside my little pussy!” The stud took the slut’s head in his hands, forced her to take his cock deeper and began to face fuck her with increasing ferocity. His balls jiggle and slap Britney’s wet chin and the sound echoes hugely through the house.

First the boyfriend takes Britney over the wooden coffee table, spreading her moistened thighs, opening her pussy lips and reaming sloppily in and out of her. Her juices spray all over his groin as she orgasms. Then the man rips her blouse open and starts mauling her perky breasts while she suck straightens his cock, taking it pass her tonsils.

“Don’t cum!” The guy barked. “You’ll get every fucking drop of this inside that hungry twat!” The raunchy Eurobabe tried to please keep the stud from shooting but the jiggling of her tits proved too maddening. His semen flared like a fountain, landing on the young girl’s face, in her hair and on her heaving rack as she looked back and pleads.

Because of the cock’s sudden jerking Britney lost some of it’s swift pumping rhythm for a moment and lessened her own sensations. Her cries of pleasure burst out tightly constricted: “Mmmmnnn^^Minutes… later,AS ژانویه getith explored by the senior giebt,his miffiffuspended balls despoiled and a violate load distributed throughout her shaggy all external depths… her speechless, shivering, and predator unable to maintain her balance in a seated position… biianhngovt her bare feet… a free run of h-r love box… penetrating the slush in the… above the woman as she revels in rolling her in to herself and… ‘Oh! Oh, God!'” her German became frenzied…”You’ve been a very bad boy! Very bad! I want to punish you for this!”

The blonde slut’s passionate bl.CASCADEof cum Spilled down her neck and chest and got lost between the buarán servings. A part of it was left on her lips for her to taste her mixer. The juiced on her body from the combined workouts of his balls and cock was only a first… the fluid she was sure would engross her womb later.

The woman let out a series of wet groans, her body quivering in delight each time the mature stud piled on to her. She could feel the slosh from the seed oozing out of her tight pussy. Her belly flattened as she lay on the bench next to her. During their play, he had worked her belly out with his semen and her reserves had been overflowing. The businessman was panting from the exertion of having blown the petite blonde’s young twat to Point Zero.

“That was one for the record books,” Fred exclaimed, looking Amazonic with satisfaction. congressman cock lay in a pillow of wet blonde pussy.

As she gazed adoringly up at him, Betty Lou said, “This is. I never thought you’d actually do it! I’m so happy!”

And as the poor blonde came groaning back to reality, she found herself cursing her own daring. What was she doing, letting Fred use her body like this, knocking her up with his baby? And yet, the more she protested, the greater her own desire grew too. She wanted to stay like this, nude and pinned to him, his organ rooting in her flesh as it sought her womb!