It was a hot sultry evening in the sleepy hamlet of Kingfisherbridge which sat quietly between Purplemere and Sharpington nestled comfortably on the edge of the Pepperstock Hills, only a few miles from Purplemere, and it was where Solicitor Sheridan Hanley had his office.
Which was where Estella Telles let her slinky pink
gown fall to the floor revealing her well-toned young form, her breasts were
round and firm, her nipples where deep pink and budding, her curly red pubic
tringle was lush, and she gave him one of her most becoming smiles as she bent
over the desk.
So, with her in position he undid his trousers and
wheeled his chair up behind her with his helmet bared and his face barely
inches away from her cunny.
“Come on then Estella if you want it come and get it”
he commanded.
Obediently, his sister-in-law, who still had her hands
on the desk pushed her hips backwards and lowered herself until she had
enveloped his shaft and then pumped on and off him, withdrawing off him to the
very tip of him on the off stroke and using every inch of his shaft on the way
back, making wonderfully dirty sounds as she did.
But despite her consummate skill as a lover, given the
unorthodox position, inevitably Estelle lost the rhythm so Sheridan with his
balls fit to burst, used one hand to grope her breast and put the other one on
her shoulder and finished her over the desk, then she collapsed forward,
totally satisfied.
With his hands on her hips, he stayed in her for a few
moments while he admired the spent sensual being impaled on his cock.
He didn’t know what it is but there is something very
powerful about being inside a woman from behind, and that goes double when it’s
your wife’s sister.
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