Chapter 8
by
hazficluv
Should Harry fuck her now?
No. Harry needs his dick sucked.
“Not yet, baby.” I say, releasing her milky breasts from my mouth. “You have to return the favor.”
Elaine arches her eyebrow at me, and I push her head down to my throbbing cock. “You have to milk me now too.”
Her head in my crotch and her ass up in the air, she eagerly obeys. She runs her tongue up and down my shaft and pumps the base of my cock with her hand. Then she looks up at me with wide open eyes as she wraps her lips around my tip and swirls her tongue.
“Oh fuck yes.” I groan, encouraging her. “Keep going, baby.”
I reach down to gather her hair into a makeshift ponytail and then push her head down even further, slowly but surely, giving her time to relax her jaw and take me all the way in.
She gags when my cock hits the back of her throat and I tighten my grip on her hair.
“That’s it. **** on my dick, Elaine.” I demand as I grind my hips into her, pushing myself even further down her throat. Her eyes begin to water and she breathes through her nose as she moves my large member in and out of her warm mouth, my tip hitting the back of her throat with each thrust. The sight and sound of her **** on my cock is beyond erotic and it’s clearly a turn on for her as well, because when I reach down to play with her pussy, I find that she’s already dripping wet.
What's next?
Soft
Soft Breasts and a Hard Cock both in need of milking
A new mother, Elaine is worn out and exhausted. Her eyes are heavy, her breasts are sore, and she’s sad one moment and ridiculously horny the next. Fortunately, her husband Harry knows just how to take care of her. ---- Most nights we would crawl into bed and I would sit between his legs, leaning back against his chest. He would lather his hands in oil then massage my shoulders and back, slowly making his way to my swollen breasts. He would knead them with his strong hands, squeezing gently at first then applying more pressure. He'd roll my sensitive nipples between his fingers and pull up and down on them, stretching them to their limits, all the while whispering sweet nothings into my ear. When I couldn't take it anymore, he'd move his hands down to my heat, wet his fingers in my arousal, and rub my aching clit until my toes curled under and I moaned his name in pleasure.
Updated on Sep 13, 2021
by hazficluv
Created on Apr 27, 2020
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