Welcome to our Sensual Sunday Story. A hopefully pleasurable read to spice up your Sunday a little. have a great time with the second last instalment of ‘The Sensual Story teller’. And remember. Reading is Sexy!
The Sensual Story Teller! 8
From between her legs the muffled sounds are that of fingers slipping in and out of a soaking pussy. In a high pace her panty is moving up and down. “Fuck Walter, this story was so hot, I wanna… Fuck me” her breathing hasn’t slowed down yet, if not only increased.
Walter feels his cock pushing against his pants and thos words she spilled have him wanting to fuck her just as much. “Fuck me?” Walter asks while his hands squeezes his balls, adjusting them slightly and making sure he does not get to hard.
“Fuck yeah” Greta’s eyes are closed and she turns away from Walter. Laying her head on the arms rest she spreads her legs and slips aside her panties. Showing of her wet cunt to her husband filled with just two of her finger. Her body squirms all over the place as her moans keep coming rolling of her juicy lips she ever so often bites when she arches her back and sows down for just that second. But not all of her is here present, it is as if she is possessed and has her soul flying on a different planet.
Walter sees his change and puts a hand on the inner thigh and slowly ribs it up to her wet swollen lips. Spread like an oyster revealing her shiny pearl leaning over he sticks his tongue out to get a taste of his horny wife. The tip barely touching her fingers, she snaps her legs closed
“No fucking way!” Walters head is sandwiched between her knees with his eyes closed in pain. You can watch Walter. She is like a demon right now, her eyes squinting. Only a second ago she was of this world. Was that all show.
“But Greta, baby, you said fuck me.” Walter rubbing his cheeks and ears to relieve him some pain.
-“You are not out of the woods yet buster, just because you told a good story.” With her agile body she stands up and steps out of her panties and sits across Walter on the table. “You can watch and you will have to pay if you want this body. She spreads her legs and lips and has Walter gaze at her fingers slipping their entire lengths in. “You see that” her fingers soaked and glistening are pulled away and licked by her embracing tongue. It wraps around those fingers like a snake pulling them in to her mouth to suck on.
“God damn it Greta you little slut Let me fuck that, let me fuck you. Already” Walter is drooling with excitement but as he tries to reach her snatch he closes her legs. “Oh come on babe, I am horny to you know”
-“Oh I know and right now you are my bitch, be a good boy and I maybe let you come all over me. You would like that right?” She pulls her knees apart and slaps herself. “God that feels good” A second slap has some spatter reaching Walter who face, is that of a hungry dog. Tongue hanging out slobbering up the juices, eyes wide open fixated on its pray.
“I be good, baby.”
As it was started as two stories in one we are now closing in on the end of the story teller There is one more part to go. There will be follow ups with a different title on both stories. And with that I ask you what story you would like to see having the sequel first.
Would that A: be Seeing what Greta has in store for Walter, to have him earn the right to fuck her.
Or would that be B: A follow up on Giorge and her horniness for a man she only seen naked twice and does not know.
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