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Hubby at football.I met up with Camille again last Saturday as her husband Rob was out with his friends at the football.During last week, Camille had told me that her husband Rob would be out on Saturday at the football with his work friends. Camille had told me that Rob was a big non-league football fan and that he had tickets for a match which was outside of London. Camille told me that he would be leaving early with his friends and that she was going to be home by herself. On Saturday morning I waited around the corner to where Camille lived. As always I waited for Rob to leave with his friends before going in to see Camille.After Rob had left Camille had left the front door slightly a jarred for me to come in. I went in and Camille was there standing in her white dressing gown slightly opened to reveal her naked body. We both came together and began kissing each other almost immediately I could feel myself getting hard. After about 3 minutes of non stop kissing Camille took my hand and lead me upstairs. As we were in her bedroom we both continued to kiss as I began taking my clothes off. Camille had already slipped off her dressing gown and had laid on the bed, with her legs spread wide apart. Camille rubbing her pussy gestured for me to come.  I worked her clit, flicking, sucking, teasing her as kurtköy escort she writhed in pleasure on the bed, juices flowing I could sense that she was getting close. I focussed on her, focussed on her pleasure as primal noises escaped from her lips. Arched back, legs clamped onto my head grinding her cunt into my face her whole body shook. I let up my assault on her pussy as she came back down to earth, trying to catch her breath. Camille ay there, panting, softly massaging her breasts. I stood up, her legs finding their way around my hips. I leaned over her, kissing her. She returned the kiss with passion and fire before placing a hand on my chest and pushing me up.I went back down on Camille and began kissing her even more passionately, my cock was ready to go into her. She wrapped her legs around me, her hand reached between us to grab my cock, guiding it to her hot, tight cunt. I felt the head of my cock settle at the her entrance, felt her breath catch. I lowered her only slightly, allowing only the tip to enter her. She jolted, as if she had been shocked ever so slightly. I lifted her up again as her legs tried to pull herself down onto my throbbing cock.I ramming the full length of my iron hard cock into her waiting pussy. Without waiting, I lifted her back up, till maltepe escort just the tip remained, before I slammed her back down again. Over and over I rammed my cock into her hot pussy, building a steady rhythm as her legs clamped around my waist, hands holding onto my shoulder for support.No words came from Camille, just random noises, moans, the sounds of pleasure. She was lost in the moment, pleasure hitting every nerve, every sense in her body. We stood there, the sounds of fucking filling the room. I could feel her pussy walls starting to tighten around my cock, another orgasm building. I had other ideas.I lifted her off my cock, a look of surprise and mild annoyance crossing over her flushed face. Without giving her a chance to complain, I spun her around I positioned behind her, one hand reaching towards to entwine in her hair, my other hand gripping my cock as I guided it once more towards her pussy.A slight gasp, mixed with a giggle of pleasure escaped her lips as I pushed my full length into her in one smooth motion, hips pressed into her ass. I stood there, not moving, enjoying the feeling on my cock buried fully in that tight, wet cunt. I adjusted my grip on her hair, pulling her head back up. I pulled out and rammed back in watching her ass jiggle ever so kartal escort slightly from that impact, table squeaking as it slid on the floor. I built up a steady pace, watching as my cock disappeared into her cunt. I closed my eyes, losing myself in the incredible sensation. Time lost all meaning, we moaned, grunted, words of pleasure and desire exchanged between us as we fucked. I felt her push back against me hard, her legs shaking as she arched herself right up, hands grabbing at my head to hold herself up. I let my hands release their holds on her and grabbed her tits, palms rolling over her hard nipples as I continued to piston in and out of her, not relenting on her this time. I pulled her back into me with each thrust, determined to make her feel every bit of pleasure I could.I felt her legs going weak. I slowed to a stop, Standing there, Holding her up. Camille panted, sweat glistened off her back. I gently massaged her tits, leaning in to kiss her neck. I could feel myself getting close.Camille laid herself back on the bed, she had got one of Robs pillows and had placed it under her. Once settled she pulled me on to her and told me to fill her up with my cum. I inserted my throbbing cock and began to pound her missionary style. I increased my speed as Camille screamed out another orgasm as the headboard was banging against the wall. I could feel myself getting even close one last thrust and I let out a loud grunt as I filled her pussy with my spunk. I held my cock in there as both of our tongues met. I fell to the side of her as we both cuddled up kissing….

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