So things with the daughter had got to a very fun experimental level..
She had a boyfriend and was open that he still loved the fun we had and so on.. couldn’t complain, once or twice a month, we’d find some way of getting together.
But it’s been a tale of two halves, with the daughter very much one where I dominate not aggressively or anything just I dictate the tempo, the rules, the fun.
But with her mother there wasn’t any of that, it was purely just very animalistic wild sex
So hadn’t really been her mum for a while, passed each other in the street and stuff.. but nothing, no innuendos or anything. Fairly convinced it was all some fun that was in the past.
One night I heard a lot of shouting and stuff coming from next door.. it’s not my place to say or do anything but I was genuinely concerned when I heard a smash.
Went round and mum came to the door, oh you can piss off was the reaction.. hostile to say the least..
Explained just being a good neighbour, oh your a very good neighbour aren’t you..
Look I’ll go, no come in, sorry just stressed..
Her son and daughters boyfriend had been caught smoking cannabis and police had paid a visit, mum and daughter had verbals.
I tried defuse the situation best I could and just explained boys will be boys am sure they’ll learn from it all..
The daughter stormed off and me and her mother started chatting.
She’d explained she both wanted and didn’t want something serious for me and her daughter, I laughed and explained it wouldn’t happen and that we now barely speak.. not true but can’t exactly admit yes I control vibrating eggs through the walls of the house and she called me her orgasm master..
I poke why do you not want it... well I’m fine fucking the neighbour but my daughters boyfriend is wrong..
Yeah you’ve already had it so on and so on.. we laughed and her relaxed a lot more, the daughter came down, i guess she thought I’d gone home..
She shouted am gonna stay with my dad least am wanted there.. I hushed her mum, encouraged her not to react and just go her a chat to her..
They had a chat for 10 mins whilst I had my brew hidden in the kitchen.
The door went she’d gone but on good terms with her mum and her mum came back in with a smile and you could see felt better..
She complimented me on helping her with some advice and we laughed, least you’re both happy now...
So you’re both with your words aswell as that cock...
Oh dear... I just laughed it off and she said she was tired so i said look go relax have a soapy bath and unwind..
You’ll feel a lot better.
Yeah you’re right.. she walks me to the door, as I step out... she leans around the door..
Want to scrub my back..
I couldn’t help but grin..
I can’t my house isn’t locked and left tv and that on.. trying to be good..
Well I’ll be naked in 5 mins, door will be open.
What do you do...
Yes of course I raced her turned tv off.. locked door.. raced round.. slammed her door shut, bolted up the stairs and their she was bent over pulling her knickers down... ass on show!
Give me that ass... and within a flash she was half dressed bent over my lap, getting spanked..
She loved it, and begin making slutty comment oh yeah punish me I’ve been a bad girl!
I kept going until both cheeks were sore cover in hand prints but I could tell she loved being spanked i gripped a handful of hair in one hand pulling her head up.. whispered in her ear so remark about needing more punishment... she groans (funny how words can heighten the senses) I lent over and picked up a wooden handled mirror.. flipped it over and used it as a paddle.. she loved it, the crack of the air breaking as it impacted her cheeks..
She suddenly turned and reached for the mirror, and grabbed it... using it to examine how red her ass was..
She looked at me
As she stood up i stood beside her rubbing her wet pussy.. she kept saying sorry am so wet... behave that’s a compliment in my eyes and a slid two fingers deep in her and within seconds she’s leant on my chest one hand gripped my shoulder as her fingers sank into my skin.. suddenly her body jerked... I wasn’t going to stop even with her screaming stop stop stop, and with the other hand gripping my wrist trying to pull my finger away...
Then the other hand.. looked like a Character from Harry Potter both hands gripped my wrist and forearm.. as her eyes rolled back..
The slut gushed..
Mmmmmmmmmmm
For me was amazing, she was but ..
Best get you in that bath.. I bent to my knees and swooped her up. Over my shoulder, spanking her ass as we left the bedroom her the filling bubble filled bath... she each spank I could feel the splash of her juices on my palm..
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