Breakfast Blow

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Breakfast BlowIt happens… Married couples fight. After years of avoiding it, my wife and I succumbed to the inevitable and had it out over sex. She had been running hot and cold and it was driving my nuts. Especially the lack of head. Oh well. It was stupid and entirely my fault.In the midst of this multi-day fight I stopped at a local breakfast place and over a glass of iced tea noticed this new waitress eyeing me a little. Nothing overt, just looking. My ego needed stroking and I found myself flirting. In my defense I never intended it to go beyond that point. It isn’t like the young woman is all that hot. She has jet black hair, likely dyed, small tits, tiny ass and was generally in need of a cheeseburger. For whatever reason, though, she came over and sat with me during her break. She seemed to know I wasn’t a happy camper. Talk turned to jokes, jokes turned to touching, and then she walked with me out to my Jeep where she suddenly kissed me and passed me her number. Shit! This doesn’t happen to guys my age! Does itWouldn’t you know it? My wife and I made up that very bahis firmalar─▒ afternoon. More, she sucked my name dry. Somewhere in the afterglow I confessed about the waitress. Yeah, I figured I was done. Wife must have been horny as hell because she was suddenly working her clit with her vibe and begging me to describe the chick.”Were you voting to fuck her?”, she asked.”Wasn’t planning on anything.”, I replied, all the while building another hard on.”Were you going to fuck her face? Were you going to drown her in cum? God! I’d love to watch that!”, my wife cried out as she came. Then we were just staring at each other. In less than five minutes we had a plan and I dumped my second load of the night on her hard nipples.The next day I was on the phone. The tiny waitress must have been thinking about it all night because in two minutes flat she was starting up a hot pH one sex session, completely unaware that my wife was on the extension. Damn! It was so hot that I stroked off a load right there! I told the chick that I’d pick her up at her job and bring her tipobet g├╝venilir mi to the house. When I got there she had dolled herself up and admittedly looked hot. By the time we reached the house I had already been rolling her hard nipples between my fingers and admitting her shaved snatch.We entered the house and everything was silent. She wasted no time in telling me she wanted to suck cock and wanted it right now. Always being one to oblige we went straight to the bedroom where I walked to the foot of the bed before turning around. The little vixen was on her knees in a flash. She whipped off the thin to before yanking down my cutoffs and swallowing my still flaccid cock. It wasn’t flaccid for long seeing as how my dick was getting worked by a cum-hungry vixen and by big fitted wife was hidden in the closet watching the entire event.My pick-up stood and pushed me back on the bed and then crawled up my body putting her cute pink nipples to good use before bringing them to my mouth to feast. Then she was back to work, sucking hard. Somewhere bets10 in the background I thought I heard a wet, squishing sound that wasn’t associated with the wet blowjob I was getting. Again she stopped, just as I was near filming. She stood and stripped completely. “When you blow I don’t want cum on my clothes. Besides, my pussy aches!”Next thing I know this little hottie is licking my ass as she is slowly pumping my tool. The she moved up to suck my nuts as she slid a thin finger up my ass and massaged my prostate. Little slut knew what she was doing alright! Her ass in the air, pussy pointed right at the closet, she went back to sucking me hard and fast. I knew it couldn’t be long and it wasn’t. I was a gentleman, I warned her. Then my balls exploded and as she pulled off the first thick rope struck her cute face, lacing it diagonally. To my amazement, and no doubt due to her lovely finger, three more long streams hit her face and tongue. There was more that she rubbed into her pink little nipples.It was over. She lay there, head on my thigh, using a finger to scoop my cum from her face and eat it. She seemed as happy as hell. Then she half sat up, looked at the closet, and said “Are you going to come out of there so I can eat your cunt or just stay in there and play with your clit?”That is when the story REALLY started…

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