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| Duane and I had a rare Sunday afternoon to ourselves; our individual weekends were usually packed with work, chores, church, kid-related breast feeding activities, social obligations, and on and on. Our relationship was pretty loose. We would often go for weeks without seeing each other. Duane and I had both come to expect quality sex (if not quantity) when we did manage to get together. Duane arrived at my house about lunch time. The weather was so beautiful that we decided to walk to the Italian market and get sandwiches for lunch. Duane thought he would get a couple of extra sandwiches and we could walk on over to his car repair shop, drop the sandwiches off in the little refrigerator he kept in his office and he'd be set for lunch the next day. Before we left, I dropped a tube of lubricant into my backpack/purse. I thought we might have some fun in the RV that Duane kept parked at the shop. Duane had just stashed his sandwiches in the little fridge and we were on our way out of the office when the phone on his desk rang. In spite of answering machines, voice mail, cell phones, etc., Duane and I each had the kind of child that caused us to answer a ringing phone. Duane answered the phone and sprawled out on his office chair. In a few seconds, he pulled himself over to the desk and began to rub his forehead as he natural tits looked down at the desk top. "If you're having trouble with it, you need to call a repairman, or call your brother. It's not my deal to come over there and fix things anymore," he said quietly into the phone. Sure that his giant tits ex-wife was on the line, and feeling tit torture a little awkward, I set my backpack/purse on the desk and stepped out into the shop. I wandered around back there for a few minutes. Pretty soon, Duane called out, "You didn't give up and go home, did you?" "Nah. I never give up, Duane," I said as I came back into the office. "Besides, I left my backpack-slash-purse on your desk." Duane smiled weakly and boosted himself out of his chair. He looked a little tit fuck upset and I sensed flat tits there was not going to be a sex-a-thon for me this afternoon. Honestly, I did feel a little sorry that something had upset Duane. But mostly, I felt cheated. Cheated and competitive. Suddenly, this was some kind of a breast augmentation dog fight. I wasn't about to let some other galleries of natural breasts bitch sniff around and distract my male and steal away the sex I had coming to me. Not without a show of resistance. I put my arms around Duane's middle and kissed the front of his shirt. "Where do you keep those disposable floor mats, Duane? I don't want my knees to get dirty." Duane got me the mats and amazingly shed all his clothes in the brief time it took me to lay out the mats and pull the lubricant out of my backpack/purse. Duane sat on the desk and I rubbed big tits his inner thighs as I placed my mouth on the velvety head of his cock. Caressing his balls and the base of his shaft with my hands, I took his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. Duane was moaning softly and I was gratified by both the moaning and the hardening of his cock. I gave his stiff cock one last stroke, sucking the head just a little as I nice tits came off. Duane was breathing hard and breast feeding he watched intently as I lubricated the fingers of natural tits my right hand. Without any prompting from me, Duane slid back on the desk and pivoted so he had room to rest back. He brought his feet onto the desk, close to his butt cheeks and opened his knees wide. He rested his head on one hand and used the other to scoop his balls out of the way. "Oh, darling," I girls breast cooed as I pressed my fingers into Duane's anus and then plunged them into his rectum. Even though he was expecting it, Duane gasped and lifted his hips as my fingers entered him. Duane squirmed and moaned as I explored the silky tissue of his rectum, sending my fingers deeper and deeper, in and out. "Oh, Duane, lindsay lohan breasts honey. I want to make you come now. I'm going to find your prostate and make you release all your come. I want to see you come for me." Duane groaned as I moved my fingers down and forward. I used my left hand to remove Duane's hand from his balls and place it around his cock. I halle berry breast pressed my left thumb against the sweet spot behind his balls and in front of his anus. "All right, darling," I said as I brought the fingers I had in his ass to "the walnut" that was his prostate and began to stroke. Duane's body convulsed with the first ejaculation. His come exploded out over the desk and splattered onto one black tits of the floor mats. Duane's cock seemed to be convulsing in his hand. His asshole and anal passage were seizing around my fingers. Duane had let go of his cock and was supporting the weight of his upper body on his hands as he strained up and forward. Seeing that he was going to come again, I took his cock in my left hand. I had the incredible sensation of Duane's cock convulsing in my left hand and his asshole and anal passage seizing around my fingers as, grunting and straining, Duane shot out another violent budding breasts load. Duane's cock was still stiff and so, wanting him to finish, I applied a breast torture little more pressure to his prostate. Flushed and sweaty, his body wracked with the effort of coming, Duane tensed and he called out something I couldn't understand as he spurted out one final load. Duane's cock became soft and his body relaxed. Breathing raggedly, Duane fell back on the desk. Gently, I licked the come off the head of his cock. Slowly, I withdrew my fingers from his ass. Spreading his ass cheeks, I saw his anus was slightly dilated. Placing my lips around it, I began to suck softly and gently. Duane's low moan pleased me. Straightening up, I stroked his inner thighs, then his groin, then his abdomen, then his red-blond chest hairs. Bending over him, I massive tits sucked his nipples, and then kissed him deeply. I pulled away and Duane sat up on monster tits the edge of the desk. I started picking up clothes and floor mats and looking for come splatters. "We have to do a good job, Duane, or people are going to be able to tell," I said as I wiped a spot off the desk. Duane had dressed and he gathered me into his arms. "Next time, we'll go into the RV," he whispered. |
