My hot squirting pussy made an impression today. I was home alone, talking calls and masturbating all day. I guess I forgot that the screen door was wide open for the pups. I was lost in my wet pussy when I heard a deep voice say, “Pardon me ma’am.” The UPS guy was standing at the door with a package. I heard the porn music in my head as I checked out his package. I was wicked wet. So wet he could hear my sloppy wet cunt from a few feet away. As cliché as it was, I invited him in. He held up his wedding finger to show me his ring. I held up mine to show him I was married too. “I don’t want to marry you,” I purred; “I just want to fuck you.” He got close to my pussy. He stared at it for awhile then he fell to his knees and put his hands on my thighs. He pulled me off the couch and licked the alphabet on my clit. I wanted his cock so bad, but he was twat teasing me. I put my hands on the back of his head so I could grind on his face. I pretty much doused him in my lady nectar. He looked like a fire hose sprayed his face. Talk about the scent of a woman. I desperately tried to grab his cock. From the bulge in his pants, it looked to be well above average; but he kept saying he was married. Hard to find a man who won’t cheat on his wife these days. He eats pussy like a pro, however, so she is one lucky woman to have a husband with amazing oral skills, a nice cock and easy on the eyes. After he left, I ordered a bunch of shit I don’t need from Amazon so I can see him again soon. I will break him eventually.
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