MILF SEDUCED GARDENER DURING QUARANTINE (6)

Behind me, I could hear his mouth start to moan. It was a soft, groaning sound that hissed out from between his teeth. He kept his fingers moving inside of me while his other hand located my clitoris and began to slowly rub once more.

The farther he pushed his fingers inside, the farther I took his dick into my mouth. The more pleasure we gave, the more we received. I bobbed my head as I felt his fingers dive into me, sending tendrils of cold shivers through my stomach and legs.

I took his cock to the back of my throat, letting hit the soft flesh there, tasting the salty taste of his precum on my tongue. I closed my eyes tight and bobbed my head faster and harder, taking him into me quicker, feeling the sticky substance coming out of the head of his cock.

I felt his fingers pause for a second, followed by the sounds of loud moans coming out of his mouth. Beneath me, his hips started to buck. I sucked on his dick harder, taking it as far back into my throat as I could.

I didn't care that I was almost choking on it, barely able to breathe with tears stinging my eyes. All I wanted was to hear more of those sweet sounding moans. I gripped onto the base of his cock and let my free hand fondle his balls.

His moans grew louder and his thrusts grew faster, plunging his cock into my mouth. His fingers had all but stopped playing with me but I didn't care I could feel my pussy clenching in anticipation, my arousal dripping down my lips and legs.

With my lips wrapped tight around his cock, I began to hum. It was tough at first, especially considering how massive his dick was in comparison to my mouth, but I finally managed it.

I felt his whole body shudder beneath me. His hips bucked wildly as his thighs clenched and released. I watched his legs kicking as I continued to suck his cock, working so hard my jaw started to hurt and sweat coursed down my spine.

The pain and sweat meant nothing to me. The only important thing was listening to his throaty gasps as he enjoyed having my mouth wrapped tightly around his dick.

Eventually he removed his fingers from my body, letting his hands drop down to his stomach as he struggled to breathe. I removed my mouth from his cock and looked over my shoulder.

From there, I could see his face. He had turned bright red and sweat was covering his face. His mouth was hanging open slightly, his tongue licking his lower lip. I wanted that tongue in my mouth, wrestling with mine.
"Fuck me," I purred.

I didn't need to say another word. He scooted up the couch, resting his back against the arm, and positioned his cock between my cheeks. My eyes widened as I felt the head of his cock between my lower lips, ready to push inside.

I kept looking over my shoulder at him, waiting for him to enter me. He was breathing through his open mouth as his eyes stared to the spot between my legs. I could feel his breath blowing onto my butt, hot and rushed.
"Fuck me," I urged.

He didn't wait for another moment. He grabbed the base of his cock and thrust it hard inside me. My eyes snapped shut as my whole body rocked forward. His cock plunged into my depths. It was so big and hard I could barely breathe.

It was hard to focus on anything other than the feeling of his cock splitting me in two.

I grabbed onto his thighs and propped myself up on them, ready to start lifting and lowering my body onto his cock. In reply, he grabbed my hips with both hands and cemented them in place, digging his fingers into my soft flesh.

Ever so slowly, I began to lift myself off his cock. It slipped out of me with ease. When only the tip was left inside, I prepared myself to rock down and push his cock back into me. I took a couple of deep breaths to prepare myself-this was going to be a lot.

Suddenly, I felt his cock plunge into me once more. I let out a surprised gasp as I felt him enter me again, going deeper than before. He grabbed onto my hips up and down, thrusting into me hard from beneath.

1 moved my hands from his legs, not wanting to disturb his rhyme, and leaned forward. I felt his cock pushing in and out of me, going deeper and deeper with every thrust.

The feeling was almost too much to handle. I heard gasps and moans coming out of my mouth but I wasn't controlling my voice. My eyes closed as I focused on the feeling of his cock constantly plunging in and out of me.

The sound of our skin slapping together filled my ears. My body kept rocking forward with every thrust as hot waves of euphoria washed over me.

Despite everything I'd been given, I needed more. I put my hand between my legs and instantly found my clitoris. My shaking hands began to rub, hard. I threw my head back as I felt the familiar sensations coming back to me.

My muscles were already aching fiercely, but I wanted another orgasm, especially now that my gardener's cock was slipping in and out of my tight, wet pussy. I moved my fingers around my clit, shifting from left to right, just the way I liked it.

I could feel him behind me, edging ever closer to orgasm as he continued to fuck me raw. I moved my hips as best as I could, letting them grind against his when they connected, but I was too busy fondling myself to move too much.

All of my muscles warmed up, readying themselves for the impending release. My pussy began to tighten around his cock, causing strangled cried to burst out of his mouth.

I rubbed myself furiously, desperately trying to speed up my orgasm. I knew that he was going to cum soon and I wanted it to be explosive, mind-blowing, unlike anything he'd ever had before.

My knees wanted to clamp together as every inch of my body was quickly slick with sweat. My pussy was hot and tight, readying itself to clench down on his cock. I could feel it rising inside me like a wave, almost ready to crash down.

I moved my hand quicker, forcing my whole arm back and forth, rocking my tits as I worked myself. Behind me, he was moaning loudly, almost screaming my house down.

And then it happened again. My pussy clamped down as the electricity coursed through my body. Every inch of my skin broke out into tingles and goosebumps. The orgasm took hold of my muscles, sending them haywire.

I felt my entire body twitch and shake as I struggled to control myself.
The sweet release was here, tightening my soaked pussy around my gardener's rock hard cock.
It only took a split second for a breathless moan to come out of his mouth. For a second, he was unable to thrust and just stayed still as he felt the rhythmic pulsing of my pussy around his member.

He managed to control himself and began to thrust wildly, slamming his cock in and out of me so fast I thought I was going to fall face-first into the
couch. I barely managed to hold myself upright as I rode the orgasm out, slowly rubbing my clitoris as the last few shudders of the orgasm rocked through me.

There was no missing his orgasm. His huge cock throbbed inside of me, hitting against my walls as his semen spurted into me, filling me up entirely.
I felt the warmth of it spreading through me as his hard hands clamped onto my hips and held his cock inside me, balls-deep.

He moaned through his clenched jaw as he gently bucked his hips. He held me in place as he moved, keeping his cock embedded into me.

The last few shudders of my orgasm eased off and my vision cleared. I felt my skin, soaked with sweat and half-dried saliva. My pussy was swollen and hot, my pulse going wild down there.

Finally, my gardener let go of my hips, allowing me to move off of his softening cock. I tried to move but my legs had turned to jelly beneath me. I shuffled across the couch and let my back sink into the cushions as I struggled to catch my breath.

My hair was sticking to my neck and back and forehead, no doubt making me look a mess. I swiped it out of my face as best as I could and put my palm against my chest, feeling the crazy beats of my heart.

"My name's Christian," he said suddenly.

The sound of his voice shocked me. I looked over to him, frowning. For a moment, I'd wondered if he was speaking another language. His words didn't register for me. I just couldn't understand what he was saying.
For a moment, I wondered if he really had just fucked me senseless. But it only took a couple of seconds for his words to sink in. He'd told me his name, even though I'd asked him not to.

"Susan," I replied.

I would have held out my hand for him to shake, but we were a little beyond that point.
We stayed there for a while, our bare legs tangled together in a sweaty mess, as we both caught our breath.

"I'll be back here next week," he said gently.

A smirk played on the corners of my lips. Without him saying anything more, I knew where this was going.
"Will you, now?" I asked, refusing to look over to him as my smile grew bigger.

"Sure," he replied. "If I ask for the job."

"Why on earth would you do that?" I asked playfully.
"So we can do this again."

I reached my hand out to his face and cupped his cheek gently. I stared at him for a moment, wondering how a man could make my heart soar with just one little phrase.

"Same time next week," I sighed happily, letting my hand drop down to the couch below. "I'm looking forward to it already."