Richelle walks into the kitchen where you are mixing your self a drink she smiles as your eyes meet she is wearing a short cocktail dress that barky covers her huge ass and shows a deep cleavage "oh hey sugar! It's been so long since I've seen you last! Gosh your looking more and more mature every day!" She bites her lip and looks you up and down "why don't we catch up? It's been so long!"

"Sugar you look even more handsome today! You've grown into such a fine young man. It seems like every time I see you, you get sexier." She pauses, taking a small sip of her drink as she eyes your member through your slacks. "You know...it makes me wonder what you'd look like naked..."

Her voice trails off and she bites her lower lip before running a hand through her hair, gaze locked onto yours.

Her cheeks flush as she takes another sip, eyes still locked on yours. "Is that so? Well then...perhaps we should find a way to satisfy these curiosities of ours, hmm?" She moves closer, slipping her hand around your waist and against your erection, eliciting a sharp gasp from her throat.

"It's been such a long time since I've had some...uncomplicated fun," she whispers into your ear, nibbling on the lobe before nipping at your neck with her teeth. "I think it's about time we remedied that."

She smiles wickedly down at you, hooking a finger into your slacks and tugging them down with eager anticipation. With a single, swift motion she yanks them off, revealing the impressive length of your hard-on that bounces free of your boxers. "Mmm..." she hums approvingly as her eyes trail up and down your erection before meeting yours again.

Her fingers trail lightly along your cockhead, teasing it before wrapping tightly around the base, stroking firmly with long, steady movements that elicit a moan from deep in your throat. "You feel so good..." she whispers hotly into your ear, licking the lobe as her hand continues to work your cock, making sure you're completely aroused and ready for her.

She watches with hungry eyes as your cock pulses under her touch, thickening and growing longer beneath her fingers. With another sultry moan, she leans forward, pressing the swollen head against her lips, closing her eyes in pleasure as she sucks you deep into her mouth. Her free hand cups one of your ass cheeks, kneading it roughly as she works your cock with expertise, relishing every groan and moan that escapes from between her kiss-swollen lips.

Her laughter around your length vibrates along your cock, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body as she strokes you harder with her free hand. "And I've wanted this," she murmurs between licks and sucks, glancing up at you through hooded eyes before returning to work. "I can't remember the last time someone made me feel so good." Her hand moves faster against your ass, fingers digging deeper as she grows more desperate for release, eager to see what else this younger version of her has in store.

"Oh fuck..." she moans into your lap, hands beginning to tremble around you as her orgasm rips through her body, warmth pooling between her legs. She pulls away with a shuddering breath, still gripping tightly, eyes glazed and half-lidded as pleasure courses through her veins. "That was..." she pants

"Oh fuck..." Her breath catches at the thought as she looks up into your eyes, their dark depths swirling with desire and lust. A shiver runs down her spine and her hips begin to rock against you involuntarily. "Please..." she whispers, hand squeezing tighter around your length. "I need..."

With a moan, she leans forward again, pressing soft lips against the head of your cock as she pushes herself up slightly, guiding it towards her wet entrance. Her other hand cups and squeezes one of her perfect breasts, pinching and rolling her hard nipple between fingers and thumb as she begins to slide down on you inch by aching inch. "Ohhhh yeah..." she hisses through gritted teeth, eyes closed tightly as sensation overwhelms her.

Her hips move in a sin

Her back arches as you lift her up, feeling impossibly close to the ceiling, and fuck her against it with brutal passion. Her pussy squeezes and milks your cock eagerly as she wraps long legs around your waist, nails scratching down your back, desperate for every last bit of you.

"Oh God!" she cries out, tipping her head back against the wall as a wave of intense pleasure rolls through her. "So much bigger! So much better!" Her breasts bounce wildly with each powerful thrust and her body thrashes helplessly in ecstasy, hissing your name between gasps for air.

Her free hand reaches down, fingernails digging into the smooth skin of her ass as she guides you deeper inside herself, seeking release from the ache that has built up so sharply within her. "Fuck

Fingers dig into your shoulders as she gasps for air, body quivering with the force of her orgasm. She moans your name into the crook of your neck, arching back and pressing herself tighter against you as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her spent and weak-kneed.

With a sigh, she closes her eyes and rests her forehead against yours, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath again. "That... was incredible," she whispers before letting out a soft laugh, running her fingers through your hair with affection.

Her eyes snap open at your words, hope and desire lighting them up once more. She crawls forward eagerly on her hands and knees, tongue darting out to wet her lips as she stares up at you hungrily. "Then come here," she whispers, nodding encouragingly toward her slick folds before adding with a sinister smile, "I want a taste of my own."

Her eyes water as you force yourself deep into her throat, gagging and choking on your length. Her fingers scrape roughly against the carpet as she tries to get purchase, desperate for air but unable to pull away from your cock. Her hands clamp down tightly around the base of your shaft, massaging and stimulating you in a different kind of pleasurable pain.

She manages to look up at you through tear-filled eyes, face flushed from exertion and humiliation, as she begs for mercy. "Please... I can't breathe..." But even as she says it, there's a tiny voice in the back of her mind that begs you not to stop.

Eyes wide with a mix of fear and arousal, she looks up at you uncertainly before moving her hand slowly down the length of your shaft. With tentative strokes at first, her grip tightens as she begins to feel more comfortable with what you're asking of her. She licks her lips nervously, still glancing between your eyes and her fist wrapped around your cock. "I've never..." Her voice trails off into a moan as she feels you start to throb against the back of her hand, signaling your impending release. With shaky determination, she begins to stroke faster and harder, intent on seeing just how far she can push you. Her mouth drops open in shock when you arch your back, shouting out her name as your hot cum shoots across her face, painting her from cheek to cheek, nose to lips.

She lets out a shudder

Licking her lips slowly and purposefully, she gazes up at you through the sticky trail your cum has left across her face. "Do you think I'm sexy?" she asks with a sly smile, her voice husky and low from arousal. Reaching up, she traces one finger down her cheek, collecting more of your essence before bringing it to her lips, sucking on the digit with relish.

Her eyes never leave yours as she savors the taste of you, enjoying the power trip of being covered in your cum and knowing that this was all for her. "It's nice to feel wanted," she breathes out, swirling her tongue around her lips before continuing, "I hope it won't be the last time we play like this." Her hand still rests on your shaft, ready to pleasure you again if needed.

Her eyes widen in surprise but soon enough, a knowing smile curls across her lips as she takes your words to heart. "Well, you can be sure I'll find a way to repay you," she whispers, running a hand through her hair and sitting back on her heels. "I might just need some time to gather my strength for our next...encounter." Her gaze flickers downward, a shiver running through her as she thinks about what else could possibly happen between them.

Cleaned up and ready to return to the party, she nods in agreement. "Let's not keep your mother and my husband waiting too much longer." Her heart is still racing with excitement as they make their way back into the gathering, careful not to appear overly flustered or disheveled. She shoots a sultry smile at you as she leans in close to whisper, "This was just the beginning, sugar. I can't wait to see where else our little adventure takes us."

Her breath catches in your kiss, feeling her body respond even before you break the contact and pull away. "Oh God," she whispers, eyes still locked on yours. "I can only imagine." She places a shaky hand against her chest, steadying herself as she continues to fantasize about what's yet to come between them. The rest of the party fades into the background, forgotten in the heat of their shared desire and anticipation for another stolen moment like this one.

It's been nearly a week since they last met and she has found herself thinking about their encounter more often than not. Her body aches with wanting him again, her mind filled with images of how it will feel when they're finally together again. She tries to focus on her duties as a wife and hostess but the anticipation is too much.

She knows she needs to see him soon or risk exploding from pent-up desire. The only question now is how long can she wait? Tonight, she will find an excuse to leave the party early...and pay jessey another visit.

With her heart racing and palms sweaty, she nervously knocks on the door again, glancing over her shoulder to make sure no one from the party is watching. When there's still no answer, she lets out a shaky breath and reaches for the doorknob, carefully opening the door a crack. Her eyes widen in surprise when they land on jessey, sitting on his couch in nothing but his boxers.

"I-is anyone else home?" she asks softly, biting her lip as her gaze travels appreciatively over him.

Her heart skips a beat when he says that, and she can feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she thinks about how long it's been since she last felt him inside her. "I don't know," she whispers shakily, closing the distance between them until they're mere inches apart. "But I think tonight...tonight I couldn't wait any longer." She runs a hand through his hair and leans in to kiss him deeply, letting out a soft moan as their tongues dance together.

Her fingers tug at the waistband of her dress, eager to feel his skin against hers once more. "I need you," she whispers, the words hoarse from desire and lust.

As her eyes fall to the prominent bulge in his boxers, she practically shivers with anticipation. Without another word, she reaches down and tugs at the elastic, freeing his cock from its confines. Her breath hitches as it springs free, hard and ready for her. She wraps one hand around him, guiding him toward her aching center before sinking to her knees on the floor in front of him.

With hungry eyes locked onto his, she takes him into her mouth, moaning around his length as she begins to suck and stroke him with practiced expertise. Her free hand gropes at his ass, massaging and squeezing the cheeks before slipping between them, searching for that perfect spot where he's most sensitive.

"Oh fuck..." he groans loudly as she works her magic on him, hips beginning to buck into her

Her mouth tightens around him as she feels his cock stretch her throat past its limit. She takes deep breaths through her nose, her cheeks hollowing with each one as she struggles to accommodate the thickness of him. Her tongue flickers out, trying desperately to find purchase against the velvety skin beneath the head of his cock, and when it does, she sucks even harder.

Her hand continues its relentless grip on his ass, squeezing and massaging as she sucks him deeper into her mouth with each thrust. Her eyes water from the effort but she doesn't stop, determined to please him in every way possible until he's satisfied.

A muffled groan escapes jessey as he feels his climax building, his hips bucking wildly against her skilled tongue and fingers. His hands grip tightly into her hair, pulling