Mr & Mrs

Mrs Evans, Mid forties, Nice woman, Keeps herself to herself        
Never a bad word spoken always greets with a warm smile.        
       
Mr Evans, Mid forties, Charming man, Coming around every      
day helping out little old me, Helpless mother of two,        
       
I Find it hard to manage..To manage without his balls slapping        
against my pussy. No sooner have I got the kids to school then        
Ding Dong.        
       
All I have to do is open the door and in he barges.        
       
we don't have time to relax as Mrs Evans always shows up at        
some point for coffee and chats.        
       
His hand is already up my skirt, As he pushes me        
against the wall. My panties he rips away as I        
jump up and straddle his waist,His cock out already        
and prodding my slit as his aim hits home and fuck!!        
he's in his slut bitch whore whatever he wants me        
to be I am, As his huge hands grasp at my bum and        
helps me to rise and fall onto his cock, As his balls        
slap onto his slapper I am to be.        
       
I go to work squeezing muscles around his shaft, Milking him        
to a bellowing climax, His bum clenches and balls spasm    
as they fire his nectar,Sweet and hot into their new    
nectar loving home between my straddled thighs.        
       
Finally he lifts me off as we straighten up our clothes.        
       
Ding Dong  
   
Fuck!! Too close for comfort as I welcome in Mrs Evans        
with her warm smile, as Mr Evans sneaks out of the back and away.        

We chat about the weather mostly as I stand there making the coffee.

Praying she doesn't see some of Mr Evans trickle down my leg...