(C82) [Mamekura (Mamezou)] IORI Si (THE IDOLM@STER)

30pm, I decided to shower again and after towelling down put on the new boxers and liberally splashed the aftershave everywhere including the crack of my ass, helped myself to a large Malt and settled back onto the bed to wait, sure enough just after the allotted time the door lock whirred and in she walked she looked over but said nothing, she was wearing a crew neck sweater, jeans and a short leather coat, her face was pretty and her long hair was tied back in a pony tail, She went to the bottle of Malt and poured herself a large one and quickly drank half of it, it was obvious she was nervous as she rested her hands onto the table as if gathering her nerve, she then finished her drink and slipped off her coat, boots, sweater and jeans, this left her in just a lacy half cup bra and white pants, Wilma had not lied her body was lovely, nicely proportioned tits for her size and a lovely well rounded ass, I felt my cock start to stir and it crept to half erection , we had still said nothing to each other as she approached the bed and gently sat on the edge at my side, facing me she reached behind her back and released the bra catch and her boobs spilled into view, beautiful firm well rounded with rock hard protruding nipples , I raised my head and gently began to suck on each nipple in turn this caused a slight moan to escape from her lips which became louder at each suck and lick, she rolled onto the bed at my side and as I sucked her nipples she slipped her hand into the boxers and I could tell she was measuring it up as well as coping a feel, after a few minutes the boxers were pulled down to my knees and she turned and straddled my body her still covered pussy was over my chest and she had my cock held 2 handed with the head still showing , she bent forward and her mouth enveloped my bell end, I could feel her tongue working over and over the head, the crotch of her panties was now near transparent as it was so wet, I raised one hand and gently pulled the knickers to one side so that I could look at the minge that might soon be wrecked, it was bright pink with the wet lips already splayed a little, her clit stood firm and proud and was begging to be eaten, I has about to raise my head to do just that when she repositioned herself and sat back directly onto my mouth and squirmed herself to a early orgasm as I lapped away as best I could under the pressure of her grinding ass, she grunted a few times and a flood of pussy juice washed into my mouth, my cock grew a little more and felt like it was about to burst, she then fell sideways onto the bed and I could finally begin to breath normally. Gros Seins Unattractive Thirty Lines Wife – One… I told you in my last story about how I managed to overcome the embarrassment and bullying that was part of growing up with a very large cock, with the help of a cock hungry older woman whom I dated for about 6 months during which time she had taught me everything that I was to know about the needs of women, that relationship was to set the scene for the next few years of my life during which I concentrated on trying to pull older women, well at least women who had plenty of experience of taking cock, not that they were hard to find once the word got around about my endowment, there was never a shortage of pussy looking to get a good filling, my cock had been nicknamed “the Minge wrecker” by my drinking buddies and it certainly lived up to its name on occasions, in fact it might have been better named the Marriage wrecker as a few of my conquests ultimately led to divorce, one woman told me she just could not get back to accepting a smaller cock after the wrecker had been at work.