Quid pro quo Stories

Being sick of my neighbours’ constant screw-ups was an understatement. From the idiot husband calling me the wrong name for the past three years, to the dotish wife’s trees growing over my fence. Believe me, there was much more than that. The latest mess, however, was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Their moronic daughter and two guy pals climbed over my fence and decided an attempted threesome in my yard was the b...

I had to look down to confirm that it was, in fact, my girlfriend who had my cock in her mouth. As the embrace of her lips slowly moved up and down my shaft, her tongue waggled across the underside driving me toward the peak. “I’m gonna cum!” I cautioned. I always let Emma decide where she wants me to shoot. “Not yet,” she lifted her head to say. Her fingers squeezed my testicles as if testing kiwi fruit for ripeness, lea...