FabSwingers.com forum: Backseat Liaisons

By *ew-shoes OP Man
over a year ago

South Shields

Veronica looked every inch as beautiful with her new friends gargantuan prick pistoning in and out of her sopping hole as the day we met.

The events that led us here were not meandering but as direct as an arrow.

Messaging had led to a flurry of frantic texts which had lead to this midnight meet in an abandoned paper mill in the outskirts of Birmingham.

Her breath was short. Panting. She grabbed her heels opening her sex as far as she could to his bullying force.

Her scarlet lipstick was smeared. The barest trace of it lingered around his heavy balls.

She howled sharply as his teeth sank into her tortured left nipple.

There was no holding back the torrent of pleasure.

With a single movement as fluid and slick as her cunt walls she raised herself to his waiting lips.

Tugging on the firm grasp she had on his hair veronica yelled as one last flick from her finger brought her ecstasy flooding over his open, willing mouth.

Guzzling down every drop she held his breathless face against her sex as she rode the waves of her orgasm.

His hands were torn between pumping his neglected prick or pulling her off him for much needed air.

After a minute she allowed her stud the benefit of breath. She looked down at her prize as he gulped in the sweet air.

"Was it everything you expected?"

"And more... Thank you."

We drove home in silence and left our meet estranged but recovering.

Tonight's sex would be different. Veronica was in charge tonight. I was about to discover Mistress Veronica.