Farrah Afternoon Affair #41

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Farrah and I hadn’t seen each other in nearly three years. I didn’t expect to run into her while I was visiting friends in the Midwest and she was on tour. We texted all morning, trying to find a gap in our schedules.

The only slot that worked was a quick midday get together at her rental house, wedged between her other plans. Time was tight.

I arrived and we headed straight to the bedroom. Her husband was there filming, gently nudging us along whenever we got sidetracked by talk or kisses.

Farrah started with an eager blowjob. It felt amazing, but I soon moved down to eat her out. We 69’d for a bit until she pulled me up and begged for my cock inside her.

I laid back as she mounted me, riding hard.

I started talking dirty to her. She was talking dirty back to me. It escalated fast.

When I told her I wanted a line of guys waiting to take her from behind, she lost it—squirting hard, soaking me and the sheets in waves.

I flipped her onto her back, hoping to slow the flood, but she came even harder, shooting a small geyser. She paused, laughed awkwardly at her husband, who just smiled.

I finally put her in pronebone and pounded deep. The bed was drenched beneath us. One last thrust and I unloaded inside her. I dressed fast, kissed her goodbye, and left.

I finally put her in pronebone and pounded deep. The bed was drenched beneath us. One last thrust and I unloaded inside her. I dressed fast, kissed her goodbye, and left.