How he phuqued me

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Amy Anderssen

How he phuqued me
I am a 38-year-old, successful woman, married with k**s, job, mortgage, the lot. I’ve lost count of the men I’ve slept with. Serious relationships are counted on the fingers of one hand, but 1-offs and even longer relationships I have no idea. I love my husband and my k**s, my jobs, the holidays abroad, our 5-bedroom house, my SUV etc. Sex is ok-ish and I do have a fling with an old ex-workmate of mine from time to time and a season, semi-regular shag-buddy in our Spanish villa. No complaints. But when I masturbate all I think about is how he phuqued me.

He was 53 and I was 18. I had recently broken up with my then love-of-my-life and I was going through a mid-teens crisis. He was not particularly good-looking and he was not a pendik escort sugar daddy either. Just some random bloke I met on the internet – against my better instincts. He was average in every department but sex was amazing.

He used to do this thing that I loved and I have never really had since. He would go down on me (he loved that) and after giving me a couple of crazy orgasms (that’s patience and experience for you) he would clamber unceremoniously on top of me and get inside me. I was so wet and slippery by then and he was so aroused it was in amazingly easy and once fully inside me I would have another mini-orgasm. Then he would gently and patiently begin to phuque me. The way only he could. Long and slow while eating my face. orhanlı escort He kept groaning and moaning about how delicious I tasted and how beautiful I was. I adored it.

Then came the magic: he would lift my arms over my head while phuquing me missionary and lick my arm pits. He would pin my arms down at the elbows and lift himself slightly. He would kiss me deep and passionate and then lick my arm pits. Sometime with the tip of his tongue, tickling me and sometimes planting his whole tongue flat on my arm pits and pressing hard. He somehow knew when I had enough tickling and switched tactic just at the right time.

All the while phuquing me slow and deep and would hoist my and tilt my waist and he would get so deep inside my. Then aydınlı escort he would get to tits and would bite my nipples and pull upwards and I would climax again. Is that orgasm 3 or 4? Not sure. But he would not be done by a long shot. He would then move back to my arms and kiss them and bite and then snog me, eat my ear lobes, kiss my nose, my forehead… you get the picture, right?

Thus he would carry on phuquing me, pinned to the mattress and licking my arm pits, my tits and kissing my face for well over half an hour. Best thing was I could get him to cum just when I wanted. I would angle my hips and lift my legs up and open them as wide as I could. He would stop kissing and licking and his face would change and blush bright red. He groaned and slapped himself into me a few more times getting incredibly deep in me and explode. He would hold still and thrash and pump me full of cum. I usually ended up having yet another orgasm as he did.

I’ll never forget the way he phuqued me!

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