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Leather He stretched out full length upon the cool bed, waiting impatiently for Emma to arrive. The click-click of heels hitting the hard wood floors made his lips twitch into a grin and he tucked his hands behind his head as his cock started to harden already beneath his cotton trousers, already anticipating the fun that was to begin. Stepping into the bedroom doorway, Emma placed a black leather clad hand upon the frame and posed, her other hand upon her hip. Ewan’s eyes hungrily ran from the cleavage pouring over the top of the tight leather corset to the tight black leather skirt peeking out below. Thigh high patent leather boots laced up Emma’s thighs and Ewan could already imagine the shiny leather wrapped around his back. Emma’s long cotton candy pink hair cascaded over her shoulders in soft ringlets. Her eyes were rimmed with black kohl and they flickered over Ewan. Her pink tongue flicked out and ran over red-red lips. She extended a gloved hand and beckoned Ewan over to the edge of the bed as she stalked closer. He immediately responded, pulling himself towards his wife, allowing his feet to hit the floor as she forcefully pushed his thighs apart and stepped between them. His face was level to her breasts now and as Emma leaned forward, his face was momentarily buried in her cleavage. He opened his mouth and kissed the soft flesh, licking and tasting her. Emma smiled briefly and then pushed Ewan’s head back gently. She then twirled in his arms and as her ass, in its skin tight leather skirt, rubbed against his already hard cock. Emma’s fingers enmeshed within his own ran over her shoulders and down her breasts, stopping at her hips. Ewan felt his breath catch as she turned back towards him and pushed at his chest. Emma sank down to the floor before him. The bed was soft beneath Ewan as he lay back and felt the soft glove reach into his boxers and caress his dick. She ran her hand up its shaft and then playfully around its head. As he looked down, he could only see the crown of her pink-pink hair, but he felt the gentle brush of her breath upon his cock and then her tongue slide from the rock hard head of his dick down its shaft and over his balls. He then felt her other hand encircle the base of his dick and balls as she applied pressure and continued to suck on him, up and down, flickering her tongue over the head of his cock. Her lips smacked softly and Ewan began to groan. He couldn’t control himself as she sucked hard on his dick. Suddenly, Emma released him and shoved her black skirt upwards, exposing her bare pussy. “Fuck me.” He pulled her down onto him, his dick sliding into her already hot and wet pussy. He reached up and yanked at her corset, the laces untying and her<b> huge breasts </font></b>tumbling outwards. Ewan pulled Emma down to him as his dick surged into her, over and over, and his mouth captured first one rose colored nipple, suckling hard, and then the other. She came- hard- riding on top of him and as soon as she could breathe again, Ewan pushed Emma over and started to fuck her doggy-style. Her skirt rode up upon her hips and his fingers gripped into her naked flesh. He could hear Emma moaning as he continued to rock back and forth behind her and it only increased his desire. Finishing deep inside his wife, Ewan collapsed against her backside. He kissed her spine gently and then closed his eyes, hoping Emma was up for a second round. The Contrary Wife |
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