“Good morning. You look like you’re ready for my cock.”
Linda smiled and nodded. She was definitely ready for some hot action. He instructed her to kneel and take his cock out. The front door remained opened and they were just inside the entryway as Robert moved sideways. Now Linda was on full display to any passersby.
She asked him to close the door, which irritated Robert. He shook his head and in a firm tone said, “I told you to get on your knees and worship my cock you fucking cunt. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
His harsh words made her uneasy but she knew she’d upset him and that’s the last thing she intended to do. She nodded and fell to her knees. Her jugs jiggling as she maneuvered to unzip his pants and whip out his thick cock. Robert threw his head back as he felt Linda’s mouth encircle his dick taking in a few inches before gagging.
She pulled back and soon was in a steady rhythm, bobbing up and down without a care in the world. Robert felt it was enough risking getting caught so he closed the front door.
He grabbed her by the hair and pulled up causing her to look up. Doggone, she looked beautiful with his cock in her mouth. His smile brought a feeling of warmth and appreciation to Linda and she put forth more effort in pleasing her lover.
Alas, Robert had other plans. He pulled her up and kissed her. Gingerly at first, cradling her face in his manly hands but his desire and passion for Linda intensified and soon he was making love to her mouth with his tongue.
She was lost in the animalistic lust; this treatment set her fuckhole on fire. Robert ran his hands down to her ass and brought her body in to his as he kneaded her ass globes, spreading them apart rubbing and tickling her asshole. She relished the new sensations brought about having her ass played with.
She was holding on to Robert moaning into his mouth letting him know she was his. He broke the kiss and smacked her lovingly on her ass. He ordered her to run and get dressed and told her specifically to wear a mini skirt, a white wife beater shirt and slutty heels and no underclothing. The thought both excited and frightened her as she contemplated what he had in mind.
About twenty minutes later, Linda made her way downstairs scantily clad looking like a two-bit whore. She’d taken the time to put on some dramatic eye make up and red lipstick. She stood at the bottom of the stairs with a big smile, her hands on her hips waiting anxiously for Robert’s approval. He looked at her, nodded and said, “Perfect. You look like a cheap whore”.
Her smile disappeared. She was about to say something when the doorbell rang. Robert gave her a quizzical look, and she shrugged her shoulders and gave him a look of uncertainty.
Robert walked over to her and whispered, “No one must know I’m here. Get rid of whoever it is.” He left and hid himself in the kitchen.
Having momentarily forgotten her state of dress, Linda marched over to the door and flung it open somewhat annoyed at the interruption. There before her was a policeman, Sgt. Miller as his badge showed. He was a handsome gentleman about six feet tall, dirty blonde hair, sea green eyes and a fit body. Her quick assessment and the fact that she was a sucker for men in uniform made her sizable tits stand at attention.