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So when Ellie temporarily moved abroad as part of a six-month company transfer, she decided to let Mel stay in the house rather than sort something else as she would be moving back. The other thing that left was seeing her constantly to fill my fantasy of images of her. I don’t think I was the first guy to fuck their girlfriend and think of their mum asleep down the hall. Ellie was mid-forties but with a body of half her age. Her legs went on for days and her assets were perfect in my eyes, without a word of a lie, she was Nigella Lawson with dark blonde hair. I initially didn’t think she knew how gorgeous she was, she stayed single after Mel’s dad moved out years before – no idea why.The first time I stayed over at Mel’s after Ellie had left was surreal, I felt like something was missing. We of course made up for not having her mum around by having sex in every possible area of the flat over the weekend. It was glorious and turned into a much more exploratory time than I first guessed. It was the first time Mel properly moaned during sex, the pinnacle was when Side escort Bayan I had her hard up against the hallway wall. I’d lifted her up and she was completely off the floor, her 5ft slim frame suspended on my rock solid cock, her tiny tits shaking in time with her moans. “OMG DON’T STOP,” she moaned breathlessly. I grinned and paused my rhythmic thrusting and lifted her slightly higher so only the tip of my cock brushed against her soaking, pulsating lips. “DON’T YOU DARE STOP! FUCK ME NOOWWWWWW,” she growled in a husky voice as I brought her back down onto my solid cock and took a tit between my lips. Then her voice broke off even though she was mouthing something else, all I heard was a whine, but it built into a sound only heard when watching porn “Uh-huh, uh-huh, yea baby, UH HUH UH HUH FUCK ME GOOD!”Her eyes rolled back, her head looking to the roof, her back and arse smacking the wall as I felt myself getting closer. All I could picture was Ellie, Ellie getting pounded and moaning at me. “Oh! I’m gonna c…”. I couldn’t Escort manavgat finish as I finished myself. And by the shaking and tightness, the silent sounds Mel looked to be making, I’d finished her as well. Hot cum filled the condom, her cunt pulling every last drop out of me as her waves started to ease. I turned and carried her through to the lounge, dropping her gently onto the sofa while making sure I didn’t make a mess. We fell asleep and the next thing I knew, I woke in the early morning.I cleaned myself up and as I walked back to the lounge, I opened Ellie’s bedroom door out of curiosity. It was immaculate, like a showroom or out of a home styling magazine. She had great taste and took pride in her home, even though she wouldn’t be using it. My eye caught a photograph of her on the nightstand, she was posing with what I presumed was a work colleague. The photo was from an awards ceremony in the industry she was in so both ladies were wearing elegant evening gowns, all dolled up. As ever, Ellie was stunning, alanya escort she wore the fuck out the dress, with a slit up her left leg, exposing to almost her waist, he stilettos finishing the look. I turned to leave and caught sight of those exact heels, along with others at the bottom of her closet. Without thinking, I stepped closer, pulled one shoe out and slipped a foot in. “What the fuck?” I mouthed to myself. I felt my cock start to stir.I heard Mel stirring next door so I put the shoe back, quietly closed the bedroom door, and walked through. “Mmm someone is happy to see me” so purred, licking her lips and staring at my cock that grew by the second. I smirked and walked over to her waiting mouth.Over the next few days, I couldn’t get the thought out of my head of why I put on the shoe, “Am I gay? A sissy?” I just knew it felt good and I wanted to do it again.As luck would have it, Mel went on a university ski trip and I decided to take advantage of the empty house. I knew there was the stereotypical spare key under a plant pot so I found that and let myself in. I shivered when I locked the door from the inside, not because it was cold but from something else. I took my trainers and jacket off and walked quietly along the hall to Ellie’s room. “Why am I tiptoeing?!” I said out loud to myself, laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation.
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