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A Shoulder To Cry On?
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Friday evening. My phone vibrates with the news of a text message. It's her. She asks if I could go to her house for a chat. I tell her I'm on my way.She's been having relationship problems with her husband for some time now. As I drive along the narrow side streets up towards her house, a million thoughts of her rush through my mind. But these thoughts are wrong, she's my cousin, she's a bit older than me, and boy, she's out of my league.She's always been sexy; a great figure, bright blue eyes, cheeky tattoos on her thigh and piercings. Even though she was in her mid-forties now, she was still hot as hell. She told me once at a party a few years ago, that she would leave to teach me some things, and it was only the fact that the party was still full, and I was still an embarrassed 18 year old that stopped me. A few years had passed since then, but I still thought about her from time to time.I cleared my mind of these thoughts as I pulled up outside her house. I knew she hadn't called me for anything over şişli escort bayan than a chat. She opened the door, and greeted me with a big hug that seemed to last for ages, and she kissed my cheek. Her cheek was warm and soft. I had my arms around her waist, and we stood there, just for a few seconds. I could feel the tension growing as she invited me in.We sat there talking for an hour about her husband, and how drink has replaced love, and how she doesn't feel wanted. She offered me a drink, and came back from the kitchen a short while later with a large JD and coke, and bought herself in a large glass of red wine. She sat next to me, told me how she loved talking to me, and began stroking my hair.She finished her wine, and asked me to hold her. We lay on her sofa, watching the tv. I could feel her hands warming as she stroked my thigh. She started at my knee, and slowly she stroked higher and higher with each stroke. She moved up and began stroking my stomach. She then reached mecidiyeköy escort bayan up and touched my neck. I began stroking her back and her neck, and I could feel my cock beginning to throb. She moved herself, and began kissing me. It was the first time I'd kissed a woman with a tongue piercing. Her tongue danced in my mouth, as she began rubbing my cock, which was growing harder by the minute. I reached down with my hand between her legs, and I could feel that she was becoming wetter and wetter. The damp patch on her knickers was growing larger and larger as I lifted her skirt above her knee. I reached into her damp knickers, and I could feel her clit throbbing as we continued kissing. As I began rubbing her clit, she began to rub my cock furiously. I worked my way around her clit, rubbing in small circles, and I gently slipped two fingers inside her. She was soaking by this point.She then stopped me, pulling my hand away, and led me by the hand to her bedroom. I couldn't escort şişli resist. She pushed me onto the bed, and climbed on top of me. I couldn't keep my hands off her as she again pulled away and I felt pre-cum in my pants as her clothes fell to the floor, one by one.She was still every bit as gorgeous as I had always fantasised. Her pert, perky tits were covered by large erect pink nipples, and her gorgeous curvy body was complimented by a small landing strip of brown pubic hair.I pulled her towards me and kissed her. I moved her body up and over me, until she was on all fours, with her warm, throbbing, dripping pussy just above my face. I plunged my tongue deep inside her, and her body wriggled, as she could feel the warmth of my breath and the wet of my tongue moving in and out of her, teasing her clit and pussy lips. I couldn't stop myself putting a finger inside her as I continued to lick her. I was still fully dressed, but I could feel my cock rubbing against my jeans. She grabbed the headboard of the bed as she moved her body further and further into a rhythm, getting faster and faster with my tongue still working away. She began to moan louder and louder, which only spurred me on. A short while later, she let out a moan, and I felt her body shake as she climaxed.
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