He didn’t answer but went down on his knees, slipped the little bit of lace down her legs and started to lick her neatly trimmed p*ssy. She groaned out loud but he knew it was not the best of positions and so he lay her down on the carpet opened up her legs and placed his face between her warm firm thighs.
“Oh my god,” that feels good, she gasped as his tongue began to explore the folds of her juicy slit. Not wanting to rush things he stopped after a while, which frustrated her, but he moved up her body, struggled to remove her top and started to suck on her n*pples. At the same time, he shoved two fingers up her cunt and began to move them in and out. Clare was groaning and blowing and rubbing her hands around his neck as though it was too much for her. When she started to tremble, the muscles in her p*ssy contracted around his fingers and she began to scream, arch her body and pull on his hair.
Jonathon slipped down between her legs again and parting her petals with his fingers he ran his tongue up and down the length of her slit. Within a very short time, she was writhing around as if she was going into a seizure and breathlessly calling out , “F*ck me – come on f”ck me – f*ck me – I want to be f*cked.”
He tore off the rest of his clothes and then lay his naked body on hers. Clare gave a little grunt as his stiff throbbing cock penetrated deep inside her wet cunt. She dug her long painted fingernails into his back as he started to plow in and out of her with increasing speed.
He kept ramming it in hard and fast until he could feel his cum moving up through his tubes once more and then shooting into her vibrating vagina. As he continued to drive it into her she moved her ass up and down calling out “Oh shit – that was so good – Oh Jonathon you make me feel so good inside.”
When he removed his dripping knob she took her top that was lying beside her and gently dabbed the end. “If your wife prefers my husband’s lovemaking to yours – she’s got something wrong with her head,” she said, “That was the best sex I’ve ever had in my life. I’m going to be walking bow-legged for a week.”
After a few laughs, the couple got down to some serious business.
“I want you to be my lawyer,” she informed him, “I want to take the bastard for everything he’s got and maybe when it’s all over you and I could get together.”
He kissed her lightly on the lips, “Do you promise to give me a blowjob whenever I want one.”
“Even when you don’t want one,” she laughed, taking it into her mouth and biting it gently. THE END