Late night fuck Stories

This time, her phone vibrated. And vibrated again. "He's ringing me now," she gasped. "What do I do?" "It's easy,” I said. "You'd normally talk to him, so talk to him!" I grabbed her phone and looked at the screen. A photo of them both was on the screen, with 'Incoming Call' plastered across the photo. I took my phone from my hooded shirt I had worn over and flicked it to camera mode, then selected 'video' and pressed sta...

Episode Four. It had been three months, or so, since our last encounter. True to word, we had both shared some innocent posts on Facebook, and we had both loved it as a status. This meant that she had gone home after our encounter with my cum down her throat and coating her mouth, her tongue, and her tonsils, and she had deeply kissed her husband. I thought about that constantly over the past few months. Had he noticed so...

The cool air tingled along her damp thighs as her pussy dripped down her leg. His cock stiffened as she spread her legs. She moaned, feeling the wetness sliding from her pussy, and trickling over her ass. Soon, the rock-hard meat popped out. She screamed, feeling him ripping her open as his balls slammed against her tight ass. Slamming his cock deep into her, he felt the cum boiling along his shaft, and immediately, jets...