Married bitch, and fuckable one too

Melissa left to answer the door, so that we could all have another fuck session. When she did, it was Mrs. Thompson, or the bitch at they called her. “What the hell were you three doing last night,” she said. “You three made so much noise last night that I could never get any of my beauty sleep.” Tracy, Brenda, and I were in the bed room, so Mrs. Thompson couldn’t see that Brenda had been sucking my newly revived cock. That was until she walked in.

“Oh my god,” Mrs. Thompson said as she entered the room. Mrs. Thompson stood there for a minute, watching Brenda working my big, fat cock. “Hello,” I said, “are you here to complain about last night, because I’m very sorry for the noise.” Her reply was not what any of us expected from her. “No, not at all, I only want a peace of what they got last night.” I was up for that, but I doubt that she’d get just a peace.

“Well,” I said, “if you really want a peace, then you’ll have to take that dress and anything else your wearing off, ‘cause I can’t fuck that pussy of yours with them on. I guess her husband had not fucked her in a long while, because she took her clothes off quickly.

As I watched her undress, I wonder why her husband had not fucked her regularly. For a woman her age, she was very hot. I new I’d enjoy fucking that pussy of hers, seeing those Double D tits giggle, that firm, ripe ass slapping against me as I give her the best fucking she ever had.