Wife trapping guy bangs ladies wanting to list his house

“The other perk for you if I have your listing would be I could check in on you a couple of times per week?”

“You don’t even get it that often at home.” I teased.

“That’s for damned sure. Especially not that deep inside me.”

“I bet you say that to all the guys.”

Nancy laughed.

“No, I never have until now, but you can guess my new listing technique.”

Nancy kissed me and left without mentioning the listing.

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The next was younger. One of those career women. Husband, no plans yet for children. I think if she would have had children she probably would have eaten them. It was all about her. The hair, the make up, the clothes, the obligatory real estate agent perfume, the fancy car. This bitch played the “women card” at every opportunity. I wanted to hose her down to see what she really looked like.

She looked at me and my house like we were shit and some of it got in her mouth. She briefly mentioned her husband. Me fucking her would be doing him a favor. That is if her bitch cunt didn’t have jagged teeth grown into it. She kind of settled in and started to look at me and my house as a huge fucking dollar sign. The attitude was getting to me in a good way. I wanted to pump my seed inside her.

I showed her around the house. Her name was Sarah. Sarah put on a little show somehow figuring that a stretch here and a little down blouse was going to get the contract.

“Have other agents talked to you?”

“Yes, I plan to talk to several.”

Sarah sat on my couch in a pose like a whore that had been drinking all night. I could see up her thigh all the way to what turned out to be a g-string.

“Would you like to sign with me?”

“That’s kind of a deep question.”

“Oh, I can handle deep. I like deep.”

By now it was full knees apart.

“You sure look fuckable.”

Was I about to be slapped and Sarah stomp out?

“Did you fuck any of the others?”

“Yes.”

“That seems to be the standard any more. How were they?”

“Pretty good.”

“Do you think I’d be pretty good?”

“Maybe … maybe not … I’d guess probably.”

That trap was baited. Sarah wanted to be the best fuck. The clothes starting coming off. I had a naked real estate agent with her legs spread open on my couch waiting for me to fuck her. She got a good look at my dick and seemed to be impressed. I’m a little better off than most. I’ll claim to be almost eight inches depending on who I’m lying to. Maybe nine or ten inches if the woman if naive enough.

I always eat pussy first. I have no standards when it comes to eating pussy unless the woman is a real skank. Then skank is okay as long as no visible sperm is seeping from her cunt. Sarah, for a haughty bitch had a hair trigger right where her clit was located. She went off in the first couple of minutes, almost ripping my ears from my head. She went from a bitch to a whore in about ten seconds.

When you get one like this where you want her you don’t let go. It was obvious that if I kept at her pussy and clit she was going to blow her mind. After ten minutes of begging me to stop and ordering me not to quit Sarah let out a scream and went limp. I quickly moved up and buried my cock in her. She came to with me fucking her, her pelvis had been thrusting against my groin and her arms were locked around my neck when she realized I had almost fucked her to another orgasm.

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