FabSwingers.com forum: The Happy Salesman

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over a year ago

Harry always liked to go and see Laura. When she opened the door she looked delicious in a pink strappy top and skintight jeans that displayed her glorious arse to perfection.If only it was all for my benefit, he would often think.

She booked all the advertising for her husband's motorbike business and he'd usually call round at the house to sort it out. "The garage is a tip," she'd say.

"Morning, Laura," he said. "Usual as this week, is it?"

"To be honest, Harry I think I could manage a couple more column inches this time." She leaned forward, giving him a view of her lovely milky-white cleavage.

Harry felt a stirring in his boxers. She didn't mean what he thought...did she?

She toyed with her hair. "You see, Gary's always working. He's more bothered about servicing his bloody bikes than servicing me."

Her hands scrambled with his belt and his big cock sprang free. She teased the head with her tongue before taking him deep into her beautifully warm, wet mouth. Harry could hold on no longer and drenched her face and tits with his steaming hot cum.

"Same time next week?" He asked, a huge grin on his facw.