Dinner and a Quickie with Belmont and Clark

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BELMONT AND CLARK: Dinner and a Quickie       Today Clark, my ex brother-in-law came over with his son for dinner. While our kids were playing Wii, he kept me company in the kitchen while I prepared dinner. No one knows that we’ve been secretly sleeping with each other for the past 2 years and in the process have fallen deeply in love, so whenever we get together we must be as careful as possible and on our best behavior so we don’t get caught. Only problem is that we cannot seem to keep our hands, mouths, lustful words, or private parts to ourselves. The air is extremely sexually charged whenever the two of us are in the same room. Our conversation goes from “How was your day?” to sneaky whispers of “I want you so bad!” within just moments of being nearby. Today was no different. şişli escort       Any chance either of us got, we slowly brush up on one another, ran our fingers across an arm, stole a quick kiss, whispered something sexy in an ear, spoke dirty and teased the hell outta each other till I was completely dripping wet and he was hard as a rock. Normally that is where it ends, that is, if anyone else is around…especially our kids. At that point we usually back off and try to act “normal” with threats of “Just wait till I get you alone later.” But today we kept pushing the envelope a little further till we were in over our heads horny as hell. I began rubbing his bulging cock through his jeans aggressively and then I’d walk away. He’d walk over and escort şişli put his mouth against my ear and whisper “I want to taste you” as his hand would find its way between my thighs where he could feel the heat radiating thru my clothing. I whispered to him “Why don’t you just put your hand down my panties and test just how hot I am?” His eyebrow raised, in debate. We peeked over at the kids still playing in the other room, then he slyly slid his hands down my stomach, into my panties, over my shaven skin and between my lips. Of course I was already quite moist. He quickly pulled his fingers from my hot wet hole and slid one into his mouth and the other into mine. Afterwards breathlessly saying, “Baby you taste so good…” then loudly added… mecidiyeköy “Don’t you need help downstairs with that thing you were telling me about?” My heart quickened to a rapid beat. Was he really going to push this further? Thinking I’d go to the stairwell and he’d give me that “OMG I was kidding look”, I  decided to test the water. We’ve never pushed the limits this far but I wanted him bad enough to take him up on his offer of sneaking down to the basement, if he was serious that is. Apparently he was because somehow seconds later we were standing face to face in the cold dampness of the cellar. Our lips met in a hungry kiss, tongues exploring…tasting… We listened for any sign that kids were wandering from upstairs while he quickly yanked down my pants and pulled my panties past my knees. He pushed my legs back eagerly to get another taste of what he sampled just minutes before, now glistening so juicy.    His face came down upon me like a ravenous beast… tonguing, nibbling, sucking, and tasting all of my dripping juices.

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