Five hours and counting

Recently divorced, was married to someone that he didnt even know how to eat pussy. Once the light at the end of the tunnel, offered the idea of experiencing good sex intrigued me…arrived at the train station after working a long shift at the office…had my black dress on with my stappy patent leather sandals…called him, (mystery man) arrived promptly . We went to this apartment, where he had recently picked up a few things before I arrived. He didnt even let me take my shoes off, he pulled my hair and started fucking my mouth with his toungue, he nibbled my lips to the point I thought he was going to bite them off my face… a few minutes into the fuckering on my face, I took his cock and had to started at it, it was thicker than my medium size hand can hold. I LOOK amazing, however when he noticed I was staring. He took it upon himself to eat my pussy like its supposed to eaten. Wooooowwwwww! In five years of marriage never had that done the proper way… after he was there for a few minutes he asked, “are you ready ?” I did not answer, he went ahead and just put that cock on my pussy lips he felt so hot…he pushed it in, and “oh God!” I felt like I was traveling to space he fucked the fuck out of my pussy…for the next 5 hours. To the point the next morning I was still sore. That is what sex its supposed to be like…fuckering and pleasure.

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