Hot Bhabhi Fucks The Shopkeeper In His Sex Shop
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I'm walking along a quiet side street on a warm summer afternoon ...
Spying a little coffee shop on the corner I decide to stop in for some coffee and a sandwich.
There is a red overhang at the entrance to the door and the large shop windows are slightly frosted over ... but I can't help but notice you sitting at a small booth by yourself.
Ever so slightly, my heart races at the sight of you. I reach for the door handle and pull the door open ... step in and smell the fragrance of fresh coffee intermingling with the perfume you are wearing.
The coffee shop is quiet ... with only a cashier at the counter and you sitting in your booth. I walk over to the little table adjacent to your booth, place my order for a cup of coffee and lean back in my chair.
I steal a quick glance over at you sitting in your booth reading a romance novel. You are breathtaking! A small wisp of your hair hangs over one eye, begging to be moved away with a gentle touch.
You are wearing a loose-fitting blouse and short skirt ... Very attractive and slimming on you. I can't stop it as I begin to get aroused at the sight of you ... my imagination plays tricks on me. I imagine us together, in an isolated park in the early evening with only a sliver of moonlight overhead.
My cock swells just a little ... slightly throbbing ...
My coffee arrives ... a cup and saucer are placed on the little roundtable before me. My mind is elsewhere and I fail to ask for some creamer. I look over at you and you glance up ... smile dances across your face.
Seeing my lack of cream, you offer me some of yours. I accept. You turn slightly in the booth ... freeing your smooth legs from under the booth's tabletop. I lean forward to take the container of creamer from you ... as you lean forward to give it to me, your arm brushes against your silverware ... sending your spoon crashing to the floor.
I take the creamer from you and we both lean forward at the same time reaching for the lost spoon. Bent over, I see down your blouse and see your tits ... I can tell your nipples are hard as they beg for release from your blouse.
As I grab the spoon and begin to rise, you spread your legs ... and I can see for the first time that you are not wearing any panties ...
I close my eyes, for a brief second, as my imagination takes me away with you in my arms. You thank me ... it's the first time you have spoken and your voice is penetrating ... very sexy. Your eyes seem to dance in the pale light of the coffee shop.
You excuse yourself saying you are warm and undo the top two buttons of your blouse, revealing the cleavage between your beautiful breasts. I gasp, my breath escapes me.
Then, the momentary silence is broken as the cashier/stockroom clerk mentions that he needs to go in the backroom to do some inventory. "I'll be about an hour. Holler if you need me," the cashier/clerk says before going through a set of double doors into the backroom of the coffee shop.
We glance at each other, our eyes meeting. I am lost in their beauty. You smile, invitingly as you reach for your glass of ice water and take a sip. I notice that a small drop of water dangles on your lips. I offer you a napkin to wipe your mouth ... but you refuse.
Instead, you lean forward, grasping my shirt and pull me towards you. Our lips meet ... gently at first and then hungrily. Our tongues intertwine.
I feel the pressure of your foot (your shoes have been removed) as it rubs my cock through my pants.
"I want you," I say gruffly. You answer by pulling away and undoing the rest of the buttons on your blouse. I reach forward, tugging at your bra, releasing your beautiful round breasts.
You slide out from the booth and sit on the edge of the tabletop. Your legs spread and dangling in the air. I slide out and face you.
I kneel and pull your skirt up, revealing your pussy. I kiss the insides of your sweet, creamy thighs and slowly move upward. You squirm, begging for me to kiss your sweet lips. As a get closer to your pussy I flick my tongue like a snake, making you squirm even more.
Then, I grasp your thighs and bury my face in your pussy ... my tongue sucking on your clit and darting in and out of your pussy. You moan and it encourages me to continue.
I keep going and going and going until you scream with delight as your cum spills out and I lick it up.
Then, you motion for me to stand. I do and you undo the button and zipper of my pants ... my hard, swollen and throbbing cock dangles free.
You reach behind you ... dipping your fingertips in a bowl of sweet tangy salad dressing. You rub the dressing on the head of my cock and begin licking it feverishly.
Then you slowly take me all in your warm mouth. Your head bobs up and down and you suck my cock. You bring me to the point of climax and then stop.
You beg me to fuck you as you lean back on the booth's tabletop. I remove my pants. They completely drop to the floor.
I lean forward ... looking at the hard nipples of your breasts. I use my tongue to circle your nipples and then take turns sucking each tit.
You moan and place your hands on my shoulders begging me to stop and stick my cock into your pussy.
I stop, back away and admire your beauty. Then I lean forward again. I kiss you. I nuzzle your neck as you stroke my cock with your hands. Then I reach down and grab my cock and begin rubbing its head on your wet pussy.
I look deep into your eyes as I insert my cock into your pussy. I begin slowly at first. You moan and scream for more. Then with one smooth motion, I force my cock into your pussy ... HARD.
I begin withdrawing and re-inserting my swollen member into your waiting pussy over and over again. My breathing quickens and I feel your breath on my cheeks. Faster and Faster, Harder and Deeper I fuck you.
OMG you feel so good! After a few minutes, you stop me. I look at you with wonder ... not knowing why you stopped me. You push me away from the booth and then turn yourself over with your feet planted on the floor.
With a slight little sexy wiggle you offer your ass to me. I grin ... I step forward and rub the head of my cock on your ass like I had with your pussy before. The wetness of your pussy and the pre-cum dripping from the head of my cock form a natural lubricant. I slowly insert my cock into your ass.
You whimper slightly. There is pain, but your desire to be fucked in the ass is stronger. I begin going in and out of your ass. So tight, so nice.
I reach around your waste and with one hand I cup one of your breasts and begin teasing the nipple. With the other hand I reach down to play with your pussy.
But I can't. One of your hands is already there ... rubbing your clit hard and fast. With each stroke of my cock, your hand moves faster ... your pussy seems to scream for more.
After a few minutes I withdraw so you can roll over again. Then I insert my cock back into your pussy. I am ready, so close ... so very close.
OMG!!! My cum explodes into your pussy and at the same time you cum again. Our cum blends together like a tidal wave crashing onto a beach.
I slide onto the tabletop and we embrace. We kiss each other gently but with passion.
Then, we hear the cashier/clerk playing with the door handle at the entrance of the back room.
I hop up and grab my pants, pulling them on. You button your blouse and straighten your skirt.
The cashier/clerk enters the room and offers us a refill of our coffee. We politely refuse and then gather up our things and leave the restaurant.
At the door, we kiss each other goodbye and you thank me for joining you for coffee. I smile with a "we have to do this again" look.
You smile back and then turn to walk away. I turn and walk in the opposite direction.
"Yes," I say to myself. The coffee was damn good.
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Hi dosto kaise hai.aap ne meri 1 kahani padhi hogi bhabhi ki 13 bar chudai.or bahot saare mail bhi muje mila hai or is bar bhi ye kahani achhi lage to jarur mail karna. Me Rahul 23 saal ka Ranchi se hu.me is bar bhi koi galti ho to maf karna. Me Rahul shop chalata hu.ye shop government thru hai is liye is shop me roz ka hisab roz likhna padta hai.is shop chalane thoda bahot dar bhi rahta hai.kyoki kisi bhi waqt or kisi bhi samay adhikari yani sir shop cheking ke liye aasakte hai.pease bahot...
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. The Melinda 109: A Little Shop StoryPART ONE "I can't believe it's here!" Webb said excitedly. Soapy shook his head, as Plato and Cato dismembered the packing case, and pulled Melinda 109 out. She was something--five seven or maybe five eight inches tall. Blonde. Icy sapphire eyes. Beautiful face, much like Mary Hart from Entertainment Tonight, but with much fuller lips. And Melinda 109 was dressed in a snug turtleneck, a miniskirt and high heels on the long legs. "Oh she's...
Nazneen Fucked in corner shop40 year Muslim wife Nazneen gets to shake her belly, wide hips, fat arse and C cuppers for an elderly "Uncle" in his corner shop, in return she gets a baby belly.I had been looking for a present for my wife Nazneen for Eid and went to the shop next door to ours. I went inside the dark and quite dirty little shop to find Mr. Mohammed (whom we both knew) sitting behind the counter. I explained about my wife's belly dancing at which the rather crude, elderly man became...
For some time Jack had told me that when the time came, when I’d reached fourteen and started to have the attributes and capabilities of a man, and if I was still interested, he’d take me to the Candy Shop for the first time. I tried to tell him that he would be candy enough for me—that he could do me for the first time right at home—but Jack was a man who wanted to do things right. And he spelled out what was practical to me on why he was holding off until I was fourteen. “We both need to be...
Brianna and Jayden, Episode 2 a TG Dress Shop Story Read my previous short solo "Brianna and Jayden - A TG Dress Shop Story" from 2015 for the back story. Reviewers asked for a continuation, but my mind has been away from fiction writing. In the last two years society has changed and Jayden has learned a great deal about herself. She is excited to talk again with Brianna. Let's listen in as they come to closure. ___________ "Hi, Brianna, recognize me?" A short, slender, smooth...
I really liked that shop. This big department store-like seven-story building in the middle of Tokyo had always had a magic appeal to me. Already some years ago, when I had been on an internet in Tokyo before, I was regularly on my pilgrimage to ‘Tokyu Hands’. In the middle of the building always had been the metal department. A lot of things to stimulate your fantasy. And a lot of things you had to pay a fortune for in an online-sex-shop. That I liked bondage, especially when steel was...
I really liked that shop. This big department store-like seven-storybuilding in the middle of Tokyo had always had a magic appeal to me.Already some years ago, when I had been on an internet in Tokyo before,I was regularly on my pilgrimage to "Tokyu Hands". In the middle ofthe building always had been the metal department. A lot of things tostimulate your fantasy. And a lot of things you had to pay a fortunefor in an online-sex-shop.That I liked bondage, especially when steel was involved, was...
TRUE STORY. My mom is a very simple, attractive, tall, 38 year old women who works at the college i attend as a teacher aid. In terms of sexual appeal, she has large breasts, and she often goes to the gym. In terms of what's going on in this story, we have to attend my aunts rehearsal dinner for her 50th birthday, and we also have visitors over that we have to take to the dinner. Mum asks me to drop fua and fui to Rohans place. On our way there, fua asks to stop at the sari shop. We use the...
Kate & the shopkeeperby Grumpy Old man 1©My wife Kate is only 24 years old she had started to take classes in belly dancing. It is perfect for her, as she stands about 5' 6" tall, and is a size 14 with a 36D chest, she has broad hips and a beautiful full, rounded belly delightfully centred with a deep dark navel. She had been looking for a new dance costume for some time without success. We were out looking around a town that we don’t visit very often when we came across an oriental goods...