Bad Manners - Single Mom Fake Fiance Office Romance

“Bit premature for a honeymoon suite, don’t you think?” I asked, bouncing down on the king-sized, four-poster bed.

“Way I figure it,” Russ said, locking the door, “we can have as many honeymoons as we damn well please.”

With that, he was upon me, sweet mouth softly kissing my neck, loving hands in my panties, lightly stroking my pussy. Any objections I might have had were lost in the delicious pleasure he was gifting me.

Giving myself over to Russ entirely, I lay perfectly still as he stripped me naked, my dress coming off easily. With me laying naked and open before him, Russ took off his own clothes, releasing his hard cock, and got onto his knees. He buried his face into my pussy, lapping like it contained the antidote.

I ran my fingers through his thick, beautiful hair, urging him on.

Pausing to wet his finger, he dove back in, swirling his tongue hard on my clit, sliding a finger all the way inside me, angling just right so it hit my g-spot with each pass as he deeply fingered me. I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt like that, except for the last time Russ had fucked me, of course. I had no idea who had taught Russ his sex skills but would send her a thank you card and flowers if I could.

Kissing his way up my pelvis, over his belly, between my breasts and up to my mouth, Russ climbed on top of me as he did so. I spread my legs wide, the head of his cock brushing against my hungry little pussy in passing. Rectifying this, Russ took his cock by the base and pressed it up against me, making me gasp.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Yes, please fuck me,” I begged.

Taking me at my word, he slid his entire dickhead inside me, causing me to close my eyes and gasp. It really was the most heavenly feeling.

Lifting himself slightly, so he had more leverage, Russ started to pump, fucking me with a slow, steady rhythm. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him ever closer and kissed him deeply.

Gradually, he picked up speed, fucking me harder until he was pounding his thick cock, deep in my pussy, his gentle hand on my mouth muffling my screams of ecstasy — something else that I had never done before I met him.

He took his hand away and kissed me deeply as we came together, me shuddering hard against his warm, fit body. Russ was deep inside my pussy, filling me with his warmth.

I could definitely get used to this type of life, and I knew now that our little family — that started with a lie — would truly be perfect.

THE END