Milk Tittied (2)
As a result, he had moved to another city, and that is where he had gotten a job as Camilla’s chauffeur, so that he could sustain himself. They had offered him accommodation in their staff quarters and they provided him with almost anything he needed. To top it off, it looked like he was Camilla’s favourite staff member judging by the way that she treated him as compared to the other workers on the estate. He however had not had sex since leaving home, and he felt his cock getting more and more restless as the days went by, as he had been used to shagging every single day. He masturbated a lot but it could not seem to make him feel the way that a real pussy made his pecker feel. He knew that he was going to have to get himself a real woman real soon or else he was going to go nuts.
Camilla struggled to look ahead but could not seem to concentrate of the road as all of her thoughts were focused on the package that was in Bernie’s pants. She knew that it had to be one of a hell of a huge dick judging from the way that it was etched on the edge of the crotch of the pants, and taking her eyes back there and looking at it through the corners of her eyes, she felt her cunt starting to get wet with arousal. She was one horny bitch, and she knew it and did not give a fuck about it, she loved cock and she could do anything to get a cock inside her pussy.
They were driving down to her beach house where she intended to while the weekend away going through a couple of proposals for one of her father’s companies, and she began to wonder what it would be like at the beach house just her and her young and highly attractive chauffeur. The weather was pretty hot and getting an idea, she took her hands to her Huge designer blouse and started unbuttoning the buttons to Bernie’s surprise, making him lose concentration with his driving.
“It’s kinda hot in here, I hope you don’t mind, but I feel like stripping bare,” she said looking at Bernie as she pulled off her blouse and proceeded to unhook her bras, pulling them off.
“Not at all Camilla, the suns don’t look too friendly, should I turn on the AC for you?” Bernie asked, barely able to take his eyes off her firm 34 D breasts as he steered the truck, his cock starting to get excited in his pants.
“Nah, the cold from the AC gets to my chest,” she said, pleased at the sight of the slowly hardening pecker in his pants as it started to build a tent, “I’ll be just fine like this.”
“Sure miss,” Bernie said watching as she pulled open the zipper to the tight jeans that she was wearing and let it stay that way.
“What of you, ain't you feeling the heat, you really should get rid of that shirt of yours, we still have over two hours on the road,” Camilla said, tempting Bernie as she continued to watch the bulge in his pants getting bigger, “as a matter of fact, from the look of things in your pants, it looks
like you would be better off losing more clothes than just the shirt, this bugger must be extremely hot.”
Before Bernie knew what was happening, Camilla had her hand on his crotch, and she began massaging his still growing pecker, loving the size that she was touching as her excitement heightened. She wrapped her fingers around the width of the cock and applied slight pressure to it, she started jerking it slowly as Bernie struggled to concentrate on the road ahead, swerving swiftly to avoid a pothole in the process. Camilla had never touched such a huge manhood, and she could not believe that such huge peckers existed as she was used to standard 7 inch peckers, and her heart was beating wildly in her heart as she jerked the cock.
“Why didn’t you ever tell me that you have just the sort of cock that I have been looking for all my life?” she purred, moving her mouth close to his ears as Bernie prayed to god that it was not a dream but actual reality.
Bernie swallowed hard, deciding that it was the opportunity that he had been waiting for all the while, “Well miss Camilla, you have never asked, and I never thought you would want a guy like me to fuck you.”
“Screw you Bernie, do you think that those white collar boys can handle my pussy, hell no, I am too wild for them,” she replied, taking her hand off the cock, and pushing her hand into the pants through the waistline and taking it past his boxers to his monster cock.
It had to be the most erotically attractive pecker that she had ever touched in her life and just touching the huge manhood blew her mind away.
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