fuck no

As soon as she finished her text, thanking you and promising to be good, she put the phone down on the kitchen floor. Nick was already rubbing his cock over her face and slapping down over her parted wet lips. Michelle stuck out her tongue obediently and let him rub the underside of his cock upon it. She tried to lick the precum that formed at the tip.

"Your husband say this was ok?" Nick said, sort of leering.

"He said you could just jack... mmmfffh!" He interrupted her by shoving his hard lock cock to the beginning of her throat. She almost came right there. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her tongue pressed against the underside of the big cock nearly **** her.

"Oh sorry, didn't hear you. Let's just see how far you can take this." He put a hand on top of her head and slowly pushed back her gag reflex until his long cock was down her throat. He held it there. "Man, it's true. You are a good slut. She blinked and looked up at him, then let her hands rest on her knees.

Nick didn't move, but Michelle began to slightly bob her head as she stared at him. She had a feeling Nick could satisfy her cum craving, at least for now. The thought got her worked up, and without a lead-up she was soon bobbing her head on his cock without letting it leave her throat. She had her arms down and her eyes fixed on his.

His breaths became shorter and he grabbed her head to stop her. "Woa, woa, not so fast I only just got here." He withdrew his soaking cock from her mouth and she gasped for breath.

"Please," croaked Michelle, spit still connecting her lips to his glistening cock.

"Oh I see how it is. You really want my cum, right?"

Michelle nodded, wide eyed, from her position on the floor.

"Ok, well I think I'm going to go over and sit on the couch, maybe have this water. If you're really good, maybe you can get it out." He smirked and left the room.

Michelle looked around and wondered how she got into this position. She could feel her heartbeat in her pussy and she was flowing juices down onto the floor. her head was swimming. Where did that glorious cock go? She spring to her feet and raced into the living room. Finding him there, cock still standing high from his lap, she threw her leg over him and in one slick thrust his cockhead pressed to her cervix.

At this she came hard, gripped her breasts, and let out a loud series of moans. Nick just put his hands behind his head and watched her, like he refused to move.

Over the next 45 minutes or so, Nick flipped on the TV and browsed around, finally settling on some cartoons. All the while Michelle worked her hips up and down the length of that tall shaft as fast as she could, basically bringing herself to a few orgasms. When Nick was finally ready he didn't say anything, he just held her hips tight to his and blasted deep inside her.

Michelle protested when she realized what happened. She dropped to her knees and began to suck hard on his cock, trying to get what she could. Nick just laughed and said, "I guess we're going to have to go again."

And they did, twice more. Even though he had cum once inside her, he still managed to slap two fine loads across her face over the course of the afternoon.

As Michelle finally lay on the living room hardwood, pushing the cum from her pretty face into her breathless mouth, she noticed the clock.

"Oh my god, Nick, my husband will be home soon. This was so against the rules- you have to go. Right now."

"Sure," he said, getting to his feet and zipping up. "That was fun. Here's my number. You can call me whenever."

She grabbed his card and pushed it deep into her purse.