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24/07/2010
It has been a very hot summer down here in Texas and the one thing that makes it somewhat bearable is the afternoon ice cream truck. Much to my surprise, when I went to buy a ice cream sandwich I notice the driver was a pretty attractive 50 year old man. Of course, I had to flirt with him. He seem to enjoy my bikini top and tight shorts that I was wearing. Although a few years older now, I still have a pretty nice body...standing only 5'1 with 36D breast I look pretty young for my age.
He would come by every afternoon and even if I didnt want anything I would still meet him down at the street to do some flirting. I became more adventurous each week wearing different fitting shirts without a bra that allowed him to enjoy my big perky tits. When I wore a loose fitting tank top, I knew I got his attention. He leaned far out his window so he could see right down my shirt. I am sure he saw everything because I notice him adjusting himself as I turned to leave.
The next day, he pulled up and I rush down to meet him. When I got to his window he asked me if I would like anything which I replied a popcicle. When he returned to the window much to my surprise he had dropped his shorts. His fat 7 inch penis was hard as a rock sticking straight out at me and said if I wanted the popcicle I would have to earn it. He open the door to the truck and I climbed in.
He pushed me down on my knees and told me to suck his cock. I worked my magic taking his fat tool deep in my throat. He greedily pushed it further down my throat telling me to swallow his cock you dirty slut. I thought he was going to blow his load but he made me stop. He made me stand up, turn around and bent me over the ice cream freezer. Pulling my skirt up, he was excited to see that I had no panties covering my bald pussy. He took his cock and eagerly rammed it into my sopping wet pussy. He pounded my pussy what seemed like 15 minutes when he pushed his cock deep into me and unleashed a massive load.
He handed me a popcicle, told me to get out, and be ready for tomorrow. As I walked back to the house and the ice cream man drove off, my husband pulled in back from work. He asked me if I am enjoying my treat, and I said more than you can know.
Later that evening, I could still feel the ice cream man's cum leaking out of my pussy. My husband was super horny and wanted to get into my pants, so I had to let him. He notice that I was super wet, but I told him it was because he turned me on so bad. He never realized that I had just served him sloppy seconds.
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He would come by every afternoon and even if I didnt want anything I would still meet him down at the street to do some flirting. I became more adventurous each week wearing different fitting shirts without a bra that allowed him to enjoy my big perky tits. When I wore a loose fitting tank top, I knew I got his attention. He leaned far out his window so he could see right down my shirt. I am sure he saw everything because I notice him adjusting himself as I turned to leave.
The next day, he pulled up and I rush down to meet him. When I got to his window he asked me if I would like anything which I replied a popcicle. When he returned to the window much to my surprise he had dropped his shorts. His fat 7 inch penis was hard as a rock sticking straight out at me and said if I wanted the popcicle I would have to earn it. He open the door to the truck and I climbed in.
He pushed me down on my knees and told me to suck his cock. I worked my magic taking his fat tool deep in my throat. He greedily pushed it further down my throat telling me to swallow his cock you dirty slut. I thought he was going to blow his load but he made me stop. He made me stand up, turn around and bent me over the ice cream freezer. Pulling my skirt up, he was excited to see that I had no panties covering my bald pussy. He took his cock and eagerly rammed it into my sopping wet pussy. He pounded my pussy what seemed like 15 minutes when he pushed his cock deep into me and unleashed a massive load.
He handed me a popcicle, told me to get out, and be ready for tomorrow. As I walked back to the house and the ice cream man drove off, my husband pulled in back from work. He asked me if I am enjoying my treat, and I said more than you can know.
Later that evening, I could still feel the ice cream man's cum leaking out of my pussy. My husband was super horny and wanted to get into my pants, so I had to let him. He notice that I was super wet, but I told him it was because he turned me on so bad. He never realized that I had just served him sloppy seconds.
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