Fuck Mrs. Paul

His goal this past week of making Mrs. Paul his next sexual conquest is in sight. Now that he had the opportunity, why would he stop. He pulled the zipper of her dress down her back. He pushes the silky gown to the floor. Exposed her naked body. Her titties are bouncy and large in the silk bra. Her fat ass jiggles with each step as they enter Mrs. Paul's office for extra privacy.

They both giggle like school kids and stumble on their feet. She wraps her arms around him, pushing her tits against his shirt. He kissed her lips. His hands cupping and squeezing her firm bottom. He felt her nails scratching his skin through the thin fabric.

"I'm such a bad wife." Mrs. Paul said with a moan.

Mrs. Paul guided him to her desk. She kicks off her heels. Kneeling in front of him. She slowly unbuckled his pants. He pulled them down. Mrs. Paul pushed him on the seat of her big office chair. He stare at her ass for a bit as she get comfy.

He sat down, enjoying the comfortable cushion. She reaches forward. Her hands ran up and down his thighs. She started to tug down his underwear, freeing his swollen cock.

The sight of her, kneeling between his legs, sent a thrill of anticipation through him. He felt like the boss at the moment. John changing the wealthy hot wife's boring life into something meaningful. Or that is at least what he tells himself.

Mrs. Paul immediately runs her mouth around the head of his cock. He sighs softly as his cock grows within her warm, wet mouth. Mrs. Paul began to bob her head up and down. Taking his cock deep into her mouth. As more and more of his thick cock disappear past her lips, Mrs. Paul's eyes fluttered closed. He ran a hand through her soft hair as her beautiful face went lower and lower until her chin brushed against his balls.

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