Uncontested Ownership of a Slippery Fuckhole

Uncontested Ownership of a Slippery Fuckhole

As much as I had enjoyed fucking Mrs. Henderson what I had really been looking forward to was visiting Ms. Lee again. While Mrs. Henderson was attractive enough to get my dick hard and fun enough to fuck it was Ms. Lee I couldn't stop thinking about. Particularly as Mrs. Henderson seemed to be either out of the house or just not answering whenever I knocked on the door. I came to the conclusion that she was avoiding me. Either she felt guilty about fucking me or she had been disappointed by the sex. The latter possibility bothered me even though I knew it was unreasonable to expect me to be skilled at it.

So with Mrs. Henderson unavailable I was doubly looking forward to my next visit to Ms. Lee' house. When the day finally rolled around I made sure to dress specifically for my appointment with Ms. Lee. I wore the tightest pair of shorts I owned, even soft I would be showing a big lump in my shorts and I doubted very much I'd be soft. Under the shorts I wore a tiny thong which had no hope of hiding my cock. However, I doubted I would have the courage to take off my shorts outside. Under my t-shirt I wore a matching bikini top that only just barely covered my nipples.

That day I saved Ms. Lee until last. I felt almost certain that I was going to fuck her that day and I didn't want to have to rush things because I had other customers that needed their lawns taken care of. By the time I arrived at her house in the mid-afternoon I was erect as a flagpole and had been for a good part of the day. More than a few customers hadn't been able to meet my eyes and instead had talked directly to my cock.

When I arrived at Ms. Lee's I was in a real fix. I seriously considered just grabbing her and ripping her clothes off before bending her over and taking her from behind. Of course, I did no such thing but the urge was nearly overwhelming.

Ms. Lee was waiting for me when I pulled my trundle-cart into her yard and parked it behind the house next to the deck. When she stood up from where she was sitting in her deck chair I gasped in both shock and desire.

She was in a bikini. The first thing I noticed were her breasts. They were high and small. Despite their size they were nice to look at. She wasn't merely skinny, she had the same type of willowy figure that typified Leiji Matsumoto's female characters. Her skin looked amazingly smooth and soft and she had a very light coffee complexion. The kind of coffee so diluted by creamer that one might say, "Would you like a little coffee with your creamer?"

I had a lot of experience with being horny and frustrated but I had never experienced such a specific desire before that moment. In that moment I wanted Ms. Lee like I had never wanted anyone before that. I wanted to fuck her, yes. More than that, I wanted to touch every part of her, taste every part of her. And I wanted her to touch and taste every part of me. It was like my desire had become a physical entity intent on choking me.

I forced the feeling down and smiled up at Ms. Lee where she stood on her deck. "Hi, Ms. Lee, I'm here to mow your lawn." I immediately winced. Of course I was there to mow the lawn. Way to state the obvious. How lame.

"You're still planning on helping me with that work we talked about last time?"

I quickly nodded my head. "Of course, I just mean I think I'll take care of the lawn first, if that's okay with you?"

"Sure, no rush," she said as she leaned over the deck's railing, giving me a bright smile. I had trouble meeting her eyes since she also gave me a good view of the top side of her tits. Leaning forward like that her bikini top sagged away from her chest far enough to allow me to even see her nipples.

My cock was as hard as granite and I worried about the continued structural integrity of my shorts. She stood back up and turned around, showing me a great view of her ass. While she wasn't wearing a thong

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