I felt my member being welcomed by warm wetness as she ran my thing up and down her cleft.
Then she put the tip at her entrance and slowly and painstakingly she let herself be impaled by my peg.
It was so horny!
Then, after struggling for a while, inch by inch, trying to push it inside her, Christine began to move carefully up and down.
The moan she made as she did so came from deep in her heart.
It smacked as she slid up my hard pole and sank it back into her womb.
Then she increased the tempo, bobbing her wide bum on my hard pipe.
She rode me like the devil!
I had to hold on to the headboard of my bed.
I was afraid she would tear out my penis, she was riding me so fucking hot.
The bed groaned under her violent thrusts, she moaned loudly, we did it unrestrained like animals.
Christine knew no holding back, the iron frame bumped against the wall so quickly that I pulled my fingers in before they were pinched.
The bed bumped against the wall with every push.
The bed springs squeaked in time.
And Christine moaned loudly and uncontrollably.
Wham… wham… wham…!
Quieeka-quieeka-quieeka-!
Oh God… ohh yeeaa…. oh my God…!
It was a symphony of lust.
Then it came to her with tremendous power.
I could tell that she forgot everything around her in her orgasm.
Immediately afterwards, I too reached my climax. I thrust madly into her from underneath and squirted deep into her womb.
Exhausted, she sank down on me.
Once again our mouths merged in a long, deep kiss.
We stroked each other, heated as we were. I couldn’t get enough of her motherly round, soft and lustful body.
Then we fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up to Christine sneaking out of bed.
It was already dawn outside.
When she saw me open my eyes, she came close to my face and kissed me deeply again.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she whispered happily to me, then rose and left.
I could still admire her desirable backside in the semi-darkness as she grabbed her clothes and disappeared downstairs. Shortly afterwards, I heard the front door slam shut.
I was just getting ready to leave in my bedroom.
I was running extra late today when I heard my neighbours talking through the wall.
Horrified, I realised how much could be heard from the other side.
Why had I never noticed that?
Karl must have overheard everything from his wife and me yesterday!
As loud as we were and there was only this thin wall between us!
I put on my ear to maybe catch something, but still I couldn’t hear the individual words clearly.
Could I trust my ears?
But it seemed as if Karl was asking his wife: “How was it? Did you get what you ordered!”
His wife replied something like, “Oh, it was so marvellous!”
And he: “Well, that’s good then…”
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