Forbidden Love

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Forbidden Love”Do you like my pussy?””Of course I like your pussy.””What do you like about my pussy.””I like the way it looks.  I love the way it smells so musky.  I love the thick black bush around it.  So beautiful.  I love the nasty way it tastes when I lick it.  I love the way your clit gets so hard when I suck on it.  And of course, the way it squirts when you cum all over my face.””Anything else?””I love how you grind it down on me and use me like a sex toy.  Do you like my cock?””Yes.””What do you like about my cock?””I like the big head and thick shaft.  I love how it throbs in my hand.  I love your big balls full of hot cum.  I love how you plunge it deep into my soaking wet pussy.  I love the way it feels and throbs inside me when I contract and squeeze it with my pussy muscles.  I love the way it stays hard for long periods of time while you fuck me silly.  And most of all, I love how it shoots so much cum deep in my nasty pussy.””I love the way the cum oozes out of your fucked pussy when you raise up off of it.””Oh yea I love that too.””Shell we fuck?””Yes we shall.””One thousand, two thousand?'”Lets try to set a record and do five thousand.””That could take awhile.””I know.  I don’t have anything better to do.  Do you?””Nope.  Let’s fuck then.”She stood up from the table.  güvenilir bahis Her skirt and panty hose looked so hot.  I loved it when she came home from work so sexy in her dressy clothes.  She wore skirts well.  Her sexy legs looked so smooth and silky.  No sooner than she stood up I was on her.  I held her and kissed her.  My hand felt her ass cheeks and then unzipped her skirt.  Then I slid my hand down into her panty hose and slid into her sweet spot.  She was soaking wet.  It seems our conversation had her juices flowing pretty good.  “That pussy is so wet.””It’s for you.””I want that pussy so bad!?”That pussy needs your cock right now.”I pulled her skirt off.  Then she helped me peel off her panty hose.  Her scent was so strong.  I quickly shed my jeans and underwear.  She grabbed my cock and slid me into her slit.  Se laid back on the kitchen table.  I began slowly fucking her.  “Pussy for dinner.  I’m going to eat your pussy for dinner baby.”  I pulled out and went down on her.  It was so hot and nasty.  I licked her for awhile and made her squirt.  She begged me for cock.  “Fuck me!  Fuck me hard now!”  I slid back into her soaking wet cunt and went deliberately slow.  I had counted two hundred thrusts.  Only four thousand, eight hundred to go.  That was our practice.  türkçe bahis I know it sounds weird.  But we had started doing this and it made our fucking more intense.  It was a way of setting goals.  ‘How many times do you want me to thrust my cock into you?’  It was a simple question I had asked her in the heat of the moment one night.  Her reply was perfect.  ‘How many times can you?’  I said a thousand.  She held me to my standard and from then on we always had that question to answer.  It made it fun and exciting because over time the number grew.  Now we were fucking all day long.  It also helped tremendously that she was so fucking beautiful and hot.  Her shape was amazing.  Wide hips, big tits and an hour glass figure.  Perfection for fucking.The dirty talk helped keep my hard and hold my attention.  We had learned each others habits and knew each others sweet spots.  Sex became a necessity.  Like drinking coffee in the morning.  We were fucking almost daily.  The whole relationship was so unique and so forbidden but we both invested our souls into the abyss of taboo love.  No one else would have understood how we could meet each other’s desires and needs the way we did.  But it worked so well for us.  We became lovers.  She had figured out what turned me on and güvenilir bahis siteleri used it so well.  I confessed to her that I would never be able to leave her.  The other k**s at school did not understand why I never really ‘dated’.  They had no idea  how I was being fucked so well at home.  There were days we never got dressed.  We fucked in every room.  One weekend we visited a nudist camp.  We fucked in front of strangers.  That was so fucking hot!  Upon the climax we got a standing ovation.  I remember the whispers as I pulled out and stood there watching my cum roll out of her hairy fucked cunt.  So hot!  We were invited back and invited to join the membership.  But we declined.  They agreed we could visit about once a month or so.  Over time we exchanged some partners a few times.  But she insisted we keep that in check.  She was a bit possessive of me.  I loved that about her.  I felt appreciated, wanted.  My bedroom became a dressing room as I slept with her every night.  As I grew older nothing really changed.  Everyone in town thought it was odd that we still lived together.  So we moved to a different town.  There people thought she just had a “younger man”.  That was just fine.  We were often offered a swap situation.  A few times we went through with it.  But we never got to far into that.  We were happy with each other.  So forbidden, so evil, so taboo.  But, oh so hot!  The one thing that remained constant was that being naughty was so much fun and so satisfying.  Everything else is just boring. 

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