Fuck it, fuck Kendra, and make sure to seal the deal

"If you want my cock, better sign this contract for this home." You said. Kendra smiles as she puts her John Handcock on the paper.

Kendra Lust starts to wiggle her fat, healthy tits for you, lifting them out of her dress, and leaving them over the front of her dress. She falls to the hardwood floors as you walk over and drop your dick down onto her face. It's not Ava, but it will have to do. You felt like a bad husband, but it was Kendra coming onto you, right? You slide the head of your member down her mouth and thrust over Kendra Lust. This house is big and empty, and it is the perfect spot for fucking. You bang the front of her face. Her wet, sloppy slobber fell fast over her face. Her shoulder-length straight black hair fucked up in tangled messes. Her housewifely hands grope your legs, keeping you deeper down her throat.

Kendra Lust grows happier seeing your engorged shaft being hard for her. She is your past crush coming in and enlightening you to cheat. Ava and she always had a small rivalry against each other. Her tone motherly body, placing a mist on your vision. You are falling under her spell. Her throat is working you harder than Ava ever could. Your balls slam over Kendra Lust's chin as they smack against it.

You pick her up, turn her around, and bend her over one of the furniture items. "John Stevenson is fucking me. I could never forget this day." You love hearing those words as you shove her dress to the floor. Her round butt is nice and free for your eyes. Her soaked pussy juices were seeking through her gstring.

Kendra Lust clenches her black underwear as you help her by ripping them from her mature slit. Her clean-shaven area is completely ready. You stare and then give your cock a quick spit shining. You were no Jacob, the housewife fucking trainer, but fucking another man's wife here and there would help boost your ego. Your cock shaft is stuffed inside Kendra Lust. Her trap closes around you so tightly that you gasp.

You start banging Lust over the furniture item, with a few things falling to the floor on the other side of the couch as you make sure to fuck her deep. Your hips are pumping with ferocity. Kendra Lust gives back some as her butt cheek slams your hips away and back to her mature spot. "Oh, John Stevenson. Don't stop pounding my married cunt." Your hands get a nice grip on her tits. Her hard nipple shoots up between your fingers. She squeals in delight, loving your manhandling her like the cheap bitch that she is.

"FUCK ME, JOHN STEVENSON." Kendra cries out.