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Click here"Wow...That was naughty." says John.
"I'm so sorry..." I begin.
"Yes, I'm sure you are, but we'll take care of that later. We have some rules to go over for sure. But right now I'm going to fuck you so hard that the Feds will activate the Emergency Broadcast System thinking we're under nuclear attack."
I don't know exactly what that means, but a smile spreads across my face as my husband takes my hand and leads me to our bedroom for a very serious fucking.
Afterward, when I've had a chance to catch my breath, we talk. We work out a fool proof system of communication regarding sexual requests. From now on, he's going to be very clear, and I am not to do anything unless I've heard those words from him exactly.
I wonder what it's going to be like to pay the paperboy next week; I hope he doesn't expect a similar tip. And no matter what I do I haven't been able to get that stain off the chair, "Out damn spot!"
Nicely done! Many years ago i was a paperboy and had a few "encounters". Thanks for bringing those memories back.
You gave good detail of the cocksucking and the fucking. Well done. It was a wanker. Anyone who doesn't get hard reading this story doesn't like porn. I do. I did. It felt great. Thanks.