Cooking In The Kitchen

Eventually Bill released me and I was more than willing to drop to my knees and work his jeans down his legs and get my prize- his hard erect cock. With a firm hold on it with my right hand, I brought it to my mouth and engorged it with my lips. Bill groaned in pleasure as I worked my mouth the entire length of his shaft.

I loved the taste of his cock and couldn’t get enough of it. Hell I could blow his cock all day, every day for the rest of my life. But my pussy started to get the itch that told me that it wanted to be filled. With my eyes closed I never realized that five minutes passed before Bill gently pushed my head off his cock. My eyes open in shock but as Bill reached down to help me up I realized that I was going to get fucked right here in Grandma Emily’s kitchen!

Bill turned me around to face the counter. My right legs bent up so I was semi supported by the entire counter. Still I grasped my ankle and cried out in delight as Bill rammed his cock into my pussy!

Over and over, deep and deeper Bill sent his cock in and out of my pussy And I didn’t mind that we could possibly get caught. All I wanted after ready Grandma Emily’ daries was a good fuck. And lord know Bill was fucking me so good! Then I felt my pussy getting warmer as Bill groaned out, “Fuck I’m cumming!”

Then it came as Bill pulled his cock out of my pussy. A small stream of cum dripping from between my pussy lips, down my inner left thigh.

“Oh my god Bill that was so fucking good!”

“Bet you that beats reading old diaries any day, doesn’t it Viv?”

“Oh they aren’t that bad Bill!” We were both sitting on the kitchen floor, recovering from our interlude. “Maybe you’ll like to stay and listen as I read one out?”

Bill nodded and as soon as we were both ready, we went up to the room and I grabbed a random diary. I sat down across from Bill and opened it to the first page!