Thaddeus Black Scores a Milf
Thaddeus Black has solved the case of his client's missing son and decides it's time to collect his payment the better way he can . . .
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He
was in his apartment lying on his bed with nothing on except a pair of briefs.
He had his arms folded under his head and made like he was sleeping. There came
a knock on his door and he told whoever it was to come in. The door creaked
open and in walked Constance, wearing a half-cup bra, garter belt, thigh high
stockings, a pair of high heels and a smile. She slinked into the room like a
cat and got on the bed, holding up two pairs of handcuffs she had repossessed
from Thad’s office drawer. She dangled them before his face.
“You’ve
been a naughty boy, Thaddeus Black,” she said. “Are you ready to be tied up and
face your punishment?”
Thad
chuckled. “You just reminded me of something an old friend once told me. Want
to hear it?”
“Do
tell.”
“He
said, and I quote, ‘never you believe whatever the preachers say. When the
Devil comes to you, it’s going to be a she in high heels,’ end quote. That’s
what you are to me right now.”
“A
horny devil, though,” she emphasised.
Constance
kissed his torso and grazed her face against the protruding bulge in his
briefs. Thad offered her his left hand and she cuffed his wrist and cuffed the
end of it to the bed post and did the same to his other hand. Thaddeus was now
practically her prisoner. Constance came forward and slid her tongue into his
mouth. They kissed hard and deep. She tugged at his briefs and struggled to
wrestle it down his waistline; his cock folded out from it, hard and pulsing
with life. She stroked it with gentle care then took it into her mouth. She
gave his rod a long pull before rolling her lips off its tip then went back to
sucking once again. Her mouth made slurping sounds and she moaned to herself
while she sucked him. Thaddeus moaned with an agreeable response. He jerked his
hips at her face, wanting her to take more of his prick into her mouth. She
gurgled from his action, stroked his cock and spat on it some more, then rolled
each balls-sac with her tongue. Her face glistened with cum and saliva as she
alternated back and forth between sucking his cock and his balls. She delved a
hand into her panties and fingered her wet clit.
Constance
stopped her foreplay then came forward and straddled him and reached behind her
back to unclasp her bra. Her tits fell out of the bra cups with nipples hard
and wanting. She cupped her tits and lowered them towards his face. She let off
a sensuous moan as Thad sucked and pulled on her soft flesh. He rolled her
nipple with his tongue and bit on them one after the other. Constance was on
fire as she then cradled his head, prodding him to consume more of her body.
Her hair fell over her face as she frantically kissed his earlobe, frothing
with exquisite lust all over.
“I
want your cock now,” she panted. “I want it in me so bad.”
She
fell on her back and removed her panties then came back on top of him. She slid
his hard-on between her thighs and moaned once again as it made contact with
her wet dripping labia. Thaddeus thought he might explode prematurely the
moment his prick’s head slipped between her velvet lips.
Constance
relaxed her virginal muscles as she lowered her butt upon his pelvis. Her face
tightened and her body tensed as she settled down on him, feeling his shaft
impale her womb. It was a feeling out of this world. She ground against him, feeling
his girth stretch her womb good and proceeded to ride him steadily. Pleasure
and pain intermixed on her face. Her gasps soared and fell into a plaintive
whimper as she alternated between rocking her hips back and forth and slamming
her butt down hard on his pelvis. The bed shook and groaned from their action.
Thaddeus grunted harder with each slam she met on him. His wrists hung
lifelessly from the pair of cuffs while he took pleasure watching Constance’s
tits smack each other inches from his face. She eventually fell forward over
him. She swept her hair backwards and kissed him passionately.
“Ohh
God . . . you’re so good!” she moaned and whimpered into his face. “Awwwhhhh .
. . Awwgggghhh . . . fuck! I love you! I fucking love you!”
“You
want me fucking you more and more?” he grunted.
“Oh
yes! Oh yes!” she whimpered. “You and no other, my darling!”
Constance
gripped the headboard and groaned fervently as she ground his hips down on his
shaft, taking every inch of him. She repeatedly flung her hair from her sweaty
face while maintaining her action.
She
came to a stop then turned herself in a three-sixty reverse mode with her back
to him. She leant forward and grabbed him by his ankles while bouncing her butt
up and down on him. Thaddeus loved the sight of her ass as well the sight of
his cock slipping in and out of her. He couldn’t think up a word that best
described the sensation he was enjoying. He tried his best jerking his hips and
thighs to match her movement. Constance fell backwards on him and worked her
pelvis towards a rushing climax. Thaddeus too felt his moment inching towards
letting go and he hammered his thighs harder against her butt. He groaned with
relief when he ejaculated copious semen into her vagina. Constance went all
tense and seconds later broke into a shudder and cried out from the exacting
pleasure that fulfilled her body like nothing before.
Constance
slid off him and rested against his thigh while she sucked his cock clean. She
went and got the handcuff keys and released him from his temporary prison and
cuddled into his arms. They breathed against each other’s face, both taking
warmth in the momentous silence that concluded their love-making.
“I
wish it would be like this always,” she said.
“I
wish the same too,” he acknowledged.
Constance
didn't feel like returning home too soon; Thaddeus wouldn’t have wanted her to
leave either. She remained with him till the following morning.
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