“Well, Madge”, I sort of stammered “ I ah… we need some sugar, and I thought maybe I could borrow a cup.”
“Come on in”, she said, and brought me into the kitchen. “Please excuse my dress, but Bill just got a quickie before he left for the office.” She smiled knowingly and then said “Is there something else you might want while you’re over?”, and she moved a little closer and placed her hand on my chest.
“Well”, I said, “ ah … nothing”.
“Ah, come on now, honey.” She continued, “Sue told me that you had some wild ideas, that she just couldn’t bring herself to try,” and then after a brief pause, “but I love the idea of sharing a cuckold stories creampie with you.” And she grinned while blatantly massaging one of her breasts.
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“I’ve been wanting to try your cuckold stories creampie since you last mentioned it”, I admitted, and my head was feeling rather light. Probably the blood rushing to my cock.
“I think we should see what’s left over for you, honey”, as she took my hand and led me to the couch. Then to my amazement and delight, as she sat me down next to her, she rolled over on her back and spread her legs and said, ”I’m sure looking forward to feeding you cuckold stories creampie, lover.”
I looked at her panties and saw the unmistakable wet spot at her crotch. I licked my lips, which was all that she need ed to see before pulling her panties up and off her upward pointing legs. The smell of fresh cuckold stories creampie wafted about her and her panties as she waved them in my direction. Her pussy lips were disheveled from the confines of her panties, but already moving on their own as they filled with arousal. I could see some wet and some dried cuckold stories creampie on her lips as I moved closer, drawn to them.