Fiona…it’s time for your arse

I’d ben waiting at home thinking about fiona all day. I’d raided her panty draw and wanked myself off 4 or 5 times reliving the amazing events of the morning. I was hoping that fiona arrived home at her normal time of 5 o clock, this’d give me nearly half an hour with her alone to see if this mornings events were a once in a lifetime fuck, or weather fiona really was as desperate for cock, as she had been this morning.

As she was the clock ticked round toward 5 i thought about how i’d acted with fiona. I couldn’t believe the ease in which she dropped her knickers, for her daughters boyfriend of all people. Maybe fiona had been neglected for that long by her useless fella, that any cock was now required to satisfy her wanton needs. I was more than happy to be the cock she chose to use.

Fionas car pulled up outside at bang on 5 o clock. I positioned myself in the kitchen and waited.

As the door opened fiona was greeted with the sight of my 6.5″ fat cock pointing at her, trousers round my ankles. She stepped into the kitchen and shut the door. Fiona put her bag on the side and stood looking at me, her gaze moving up and down from my eyes to my shaft. She held her gaze on my dick, the same dick that 7 hours earlier was balls deep in her wet pussy.

“Are you still wearing the knickers fiona?, let me see”.

She carried on looking at me for a good minute, i thought she was about to speak, maybe to say that this morning was a bad idea and it could never happen, or maybe to say…….well i dont know i wasn’t gonna hang around to hear her call it off. I had to get control whilst i knew she was at her weakest, she couldn’t of changed her mind from this morning, she was gagging for a fuck. Christ sake the whore hadn’t come for about 8 yrs.

“Well, show me your knickers”.

A minute later fiona hoisted her skirt around her waist, her black lace knickers showing streaks of dried spunk.

“Did you like wearing them knickers today fiona, did you like the feel of my come drying against your skin?”
“Yes”
“Could the other people in the office smell the drying come fiona, could they smell your love juice mixing with my come this morning?, oh i hope so you slut, i hope the blokes could smell what a whore you are”.

“I did get some funny looks, some of the blokes did linger around me”.

This made my cock grow harder, the thought of other blokes thinking she was a slut, and possibly wanting to fuck her really got me horny.

It was now ten past 5 and i wanted my cock sucking. “suck my fucking anyway whore they’ll be back soon”.

“We havn’t time”.

“Listen slut, i want my cock sucking so fucking suck it”.
“Aaahhhh there we go fiona theres a good old whore”.

For the next 15 mins she blew my dick like an expert hooker, sucking my balls again and flicking her tounge over my helmet.