Do you ever wonder what happens in secret inside the pretty houses of suburbia? I know I do. I’ve had enough wild encounters to realize that it’s not all book clubs and family brunches. For example, when I fucked the flasher, it was in the suburbs. Then there were adulterous wives and horny sons returning from college. One wicked secret I’ll never forget is that I had some lesbian housewife phone sex! Her name was Lola, and she was the ideal suburban housewife. She had a gorgeous husband and a beautiful home. I couldn’t help but notice she had beautiful eyes, large tits, and a massive ass that I wanted to ride on my face! Sometimes I noticed a melancholy look in her eyes, as if she wasn’t getting enough out of life. Then there were occasions when I caught her staring at my cleavage, and I made her blush with a seductive smile.
I waited till her husband had gone to work. That felt like an appropriate moment to stop in for a glass of wine and some gossip. We never got to the wine, however. I told her that her summer outfit was lovely, and she blushed. I could see her erect nipples rising at attention, and I knew she wasn’t wearing a bra. So I took a step forward, opened the upper button, and commented that it made it even more beautiful. Imagine my amazement when she launched herself at me and began kissing me passionately. So hungry. I wasn’t sure if she’d be ready for lesbian housewife phone sex straight immediately; I had assumed we’d have to work up to it. Boy, was I mistaken! She shoved her hands into my jeans in the midst of our first kiss and began massaging me like a horny slut. I was just getting my hands on her large, gorgeous tits when she inserted two fingers inside me. She was working quickly, but I didn’t mind. I knew she needed it.
My legs shook as she took me up to the bedroom. She seemed to have been thinking about lesbian sex for a while, and she was more than happy to vent her frustration on me, that sexy woman! She slapped me on the bed and jumped up on my face like she was riding in a rodeo! It turned out that this lovely, attractive housewife could be rather dominating when she was horny. She rubbed her pussy everywhere on my face, telling me I was a hot little whore and that she meant to spend the entire day using me like a nasty little slut. That was a proposal I could actually get behind, you know? I licked that naughty woman until she flooded my face and stained her lovely sheets. We were at it for hours. She adored my cocoa skin. When we ended that afternoon, I hoped there would be enough time to clean up before she had to return to being a normal housewife. Imagine if we had been discovered by her spouse when he got home! In that case, what would you do? Call me now at 1-888-474-6769 and tell me all about it. Ask for Jackie.