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A Wife, A Husband And The Paperboy free porn video
Copyright© 1991-2003
"The seductive Dolores could lay so
Well, she earned many a peso
From men who walked miles
To climax, with smiles.
(Her ads in the papers all say so.)"
-author unknown
Jenny groped for her robe in the darkness of her bedroom. The door buzzer rang insistently again. Cursing, she fumbled with the arms of her bathrobe and finally closed and tied the sash around her waist. She practically ran down the stairs as the doorbell again rang. She tugged the large front door open and with a gasp of breath she stood looking down at her paper boy holding his collection pad.
Billy looked up suddenly as Mrs. Graham opened the door - the quick movement startled him. He had just about given up on collecting from this house and and was ready go to the next. The lad noticed that the thirty-something-year-old woman looked dishevelled and tired, as if she had just waken up, and she wore her white bathrobe in the middle of the day. The robes rope was pulled tight around her waist, revealing her round hips and hourglass figure. Billy, being a normal fifteen- year-old boy, also stared at the soft-looking mounds and her cleavage that her robe revealed. She had large round breasts, firmly standing up and out.
"Yes? Hello, Billy, that time of the month again, hum?" she asked rubbing at her tired looking eyes.
"Ugh..." He tried to take his eyes off her exposed cleavage, "yeah. About ten seventy-five."
The strange tone of his voice made her look up and she noticed that he was staring directly at the top of her chest. She stole a quick look down and saw that her hurried dressing had caused her to fumble with the robe and she had a fold back revealing much of her upper chest. Even though the boy could not see anything, it was just his active genes acting up, she thought. Yet it made her feel good that she could still turn a man on, especially a young man.
"Come on in, I'll get the money." She turned and walked back into her house, leaving the door open for him. He followed her into the foyer closing the door behind, "Cash okay?" she asked.
"Yeah, sure." What he wanted to say was, "Take your robe off." His eyes followed her across the living room and watched the delightful movement of her shapely ass. He lost sight of her through the door of the kitchen.
Jenny found her handbag and took out her cash-purse, walking back into the living room. She was walking and searching for exact change, and perhaps it was an accident but she tripped over the misplaced footstool.
Billy missed the accident because he was watching the sway of her breasts when suddenly he heard her scream and then she was flying through the air. And into his chest. They both landed in a pile against the front door.
The first thing he realized was that her robe had tangled in his coat and had opened slightly, allowing one breast to press against his tee-shirt covered chest. He had thrown his arms around her when she stumbled into him, losing the collection pad. Billy soon gathered his hands were holding her against him, and the feel of her warm firm skin was very stimulating, even through his shirt. Of course the teens penis began to enlarge.
Jenny lay on top of the teenager, her legs tangled in his, one of her arms pinned under him and the other was pressed against her own body by his. She was dazed for perhaps ten seconds and when she again came to she realized she was wrapped and pinned inside the strong arms of her paper boy, his hands firmly rubbing her back and shoulders, his nose pressed to the tangle of her hair, his lips a millimetre from her neck. A bulge pressing into her thigh startled her, but she instinctively knew it was his cock.
At first, the realization of her present situation scared her. She was trapped in another man's arms, she was wearing only her robe and she could feel the warm breath against her neck. Fear and astonishment ran through her. What would her husband think if he came home and saw her like this?
She laughed her own question away at the thought of her husband. Six hours ago her she and her husband had a loud and vicious fight. Actually it was not a fight, as he had never lain a hand on her in anger - it was an argument. They were married for almost ten years, and their arguments had become more frequent. And lately the arguments were about their sex life, or lack thereof. Her position was of the frustrated housewife, while suspecting her still-attractive husband of having a mistress.
As Jenny lay thinking about her predicament, Billy's hands became more adventurous, one hand was heading towards her open robe. For the first time the housewife knew her naked breast was pressed against his denim jacket and tee-shirt, causing her nipple to harden and itch delightfully. As the boy's soft hand touched her naked shoulder, a thrill of excitement ran through the middle-aged woman.
It may have been the lack of sex, or perhaps it was the hard penis pressing against her, or maybe her taste for something different. But it was probably a combination of things. She moved slightly and her face was over his. She looked into his young inexperienced eyes and saw uncertainty and he stopped his hand that was mere inches from grabbing her breast.
Billy froze in fright when Mrs. Graham lifted her head. She stared into his eyes, almost as if she was searching for something. He almost fainted when she pressed her lips against his, kissing him firmly and without passion. She stopped and looked again into his eyes. The taste of sour wine, bad breath and salt was unmistakable. She kissed him again, this time with more passion, her lips moist and softer against his.
Jenny watched as his eyes close in acceptance, and his arms dropped from her back, but the hand still on her naked shoulder was again rubbing. She wanted this young man, half her age, more than she thought she could have wanted a man. It was not that it was Billy in particular, but because it was forbidden.
Her tongue slipped into his mouth to spar with his tongue. Loud, slopping noises could be heard from the frantic French kiss while her free hand pushed at her robe until it was down to her waist. She was completely exposed in the front.
At that very moment, Ralph Graham walked up to his front door and fumbled in his pocket for his keys. As he looked he heard a noise from the other side of the door and his blood froze. His wife had just moaned, a moan only he knew. Or so he thought. He stepped off the stoop and looked through the front window. He couldn't see anything so he went around to a side window. Just around the corner of the living room he saw his almost-naked wife on top of a smaller male. They were kissing very passionately, and even in this dim light, Ralph could see their tongues slipping in and out of each other's mouths.
He could see his wife Jenny trying to rip and pull off the boy's clothes, the desperation and hunger evident in her movements. Not for several years had his wife attacked him like that, nor gave any indication that she wanted to be attacked like that. Ralph wondered who the boy was. It was not a neighbour's son, nor anyone he had ever seen before.
The boy was now trying to get the woman's robe off her arms and past her round buttocks. Legs and arms were flailing around in their frantic haste to disrobe. They were rolling around on the floor like two animals and naked skin was quickly being exposed. Clothes were flying around the living room, jeans, shirt, and underwear.
Jenny was again above the boy, and with a cold realization Ralph understood what she was doing. She was on her knees, straddling his hips, one hand between her legs. The boy's cock entered his wife about the same time she opened her mouth to scream while the lad tensed up. Obviously they were both enjoying it.
As the two naked bodies bucked and bounced against each other, Ralph first wondered what to do. He figured this was it - he must divorce his wife. She had turned to another man, or boy. He felt partly responsible, of course, though he was not the one seducing an under age teen. He had to divorce her. He would never be able to trust her again. And the fact that she seemed to enjoy the boy better than she ever did him was a blow to his ego. A blow that he could not live with. Or so he thought.
The feelings of betrayal and abuse rushed through him as he watched the pair coupling in a frantic and rushed pace. His anger also hid a feeling of arousal that enlarged his penis. For the first time in years his wife had aroused him. It was not that she was ugly - she was very attractive - but he had gotten bored with her.
When his wife slipped off the boy and got on her knees, he knew things had gone far enough. He rushed for the door.
Jenny swallowed the small rock-hard cock. Taking it all the way to the base, tasting her own juices, she sucked up and down. Billy had told her of the impending explosion and she wanted him to come in her mouth. The feeling of doing the lowest, most degrading thing with this young man filled her with an erotic energy. She had not had an orgasm of her own, but she knew that this encounter would fill her fantasies for months to come.
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