Miss Silverton sighs and rolls her eyes. "I thought this might happen after the way you were looking at me earlier. She steps forward and begins undoing her blouse. "OK, let's see what you've got then!"
You smile as she reaches forward and starts to rub your semi-erect cock, her blouse now open and her braless tits exposed. Her tits look so smooth and firm that you can't help but bring your hand to one of them. Her skin is warm and soft,and her pink nipples visibly grow with the cold air and your gentle brushes.
Your cock is now fully hard and so Miss Silverton drops to her knees to give it some attention. As her mouth encloses your member, you let out a slight sigh. She quickly builds up a pace, her head bobbing frantically. Suddenly she stops, looks up at you and then stands up. She leads you to a chair and you follow, struggling to kick off your trousers as you walk. You sit down and Miss Silverton stands in front of you. Without a word, she lifts her skirt up, exposing her white thong. She slides it down, kicks it away and straddles your lap in one fluid motion. You smile inwardly as you wonder how many times she's done that manoeuver in the past to become so good at it.
Miss Silverton grabs your dick and guides it into her pussy. She is sopping wet and you impale her effortlessly. She starts to grind on you, sighing and moaning. You push up with your cock from time to time to penetrate deeper, each push receiving louder moans.
You can feel that she is about to cum, so you bring your hand up to her tit again and knead it roughly. Your other hand is firmly on her ass, encouraging her to rock faster. She sighs in sharp breaths, almost hyperventilating, until the sensation becomes too much and she cums loudly, pushing hard down on your cock. You can feel yourself almost on the edge and so plunge harder than ever into her, lifting her body slightly so you can pump your cock into her dripping cunt. With a yell you shoot a wad of thick spunk into her cunt, followed immediately by another one, then two. With each spurt of hot jizz, Miss Silverton twitches, her whole body extra sensitive from her orgasm.
You sag into the chair and after a few seconds Miss Silverton gets off you and redresses. She tries to tidy her dishevelled blond hair, fails and gives up. You stand and pull you trousers back on. "So, how did I do?" you ask as you do up your button fly.
Miss Silverton smiles slyly. "We haven't started yet. Your MRTA is next door!" |