Don’t complain about your job, part1
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Don’t complain about your job, part1I used to work in a resteraunt that had an attached bar. Many times we would stick around after close and have a few before heading home.(Sometimes we would have a few too many!)One particular waitress/bartender-a very sexxy woman in her mid fifties I’ll call “L”-was known to not wear panties, just hose. Her boyfriend informed us one day that she also cut the crotch out of her hose, “because, she needed the fresh air.”I found this to be true one night. We were staying late, and I kept her company until she was through cleaning up the bar. She bent over the chest cooler to clean the bottom, and her short skirt revealed a very lovely pussy that could have come right of a twenty year old. No panties, and no crotch to the hose. For various reasons that night, I did not comment, or let her know it had happened. I just kept the memory for my self.This changed a couple of months later, however. This particular night, there was a large group of us staying after hours. I had been trying to cut back on the amount I had been drinking, but no one else apperantly was!I was getting ready to leave, but the rest of the group kept trying to talk me out of it. As I was heading for the resteraunt side of the building to take the door closest to my car, someone yelled for “L” to not let me go. She got in my way laughingly wanting to know where I was going. 1xbet yeni giriş I explained I was heading home, but she would hear none of it. I could tell she was “feeling good” from the party and got an idea.I told her I had a secret about her. She leaned in closer, and asked what it was. I said, “If I tell you will you let me leave?”, figureing she might get flustered if I told her, and I could split. Boy, was I wrong.She said, “Okay, what is it?””Come with me,” I replied. I took her around the corner by the office and restrooms where the back door was, so I could make a quick getaway.”Alright, tell me. What’s so secret?””Well, you know how you wear your underware?”, I replied coyly.She heitantly said,”Yes..”, not knowing where this was headed.”Well, You bent over one night, and completely exposed yourself to me,” I said with a grin.She thought for a second, then said, “Why didn’t you say anything,” then leaning into me pushing against the wall, “didn’t yo like it?”Feeling her soft body against me, and her hot breath on my face, as she smiled up at me, my cock was instantly hard. I reached around and grabbed her ass, and said, “I loved it. You have the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.””Want a closer look?”, she asked trying to pull me to the restroom.”Of course,” I replied, dragging her into the office, instead. I locked the door behind us, as she she dropped 1xbet giriş down spread legged into the office recliner.She lifted the edge of her skirt, completely showing herself, and crooked the finger of her other hand to say, come here! I got down on my knees in front of her, and leaned in to get a good look. She had a small bush of grey/blonde hair on top. It was untrimmed but not overly hairy exposing the whole of her womanhood. Her lips were thin and pink, with the inner lips just slightly swollen and light red. Warm clear fluid was already glistening on the surface and just starting to leak from between those wonderful lips. Her clit was just barely showing from under its hood of skin, but you could tell it was already swollen and hard.I could smell the wonderful smell of her as I leaned closer, stuck out my tounge, and ran it the whole length of her pussy. She moaned loudly as I tasted her salty, sweet, acidy juices. I kissed her hard clit, and started to slowly run my tounge up and down her slit. I could feel the juices flowing out, hot and tasty, onto my wet tounge.Before I could reach up and spread her lips with my fingers, she put her hands on the back of my head, pushed my mouth onto her pussy.”Oh, God. Your tounge is so hot. Lick it!”, she cried out. I worked my mouth, tounge and lips over her pussy, sucking her lips into my mouth, nibbleing on her 1xbet güvenilirmi clit. I could feel her soft hairs on my nose as she pushed my face in harder.”L” was moaning louder and breathing in short breaths as I felt her hot juices flow faster into my mouth. I dipped my chin down, and stuck my tounge up inside her. It was so hot and tasted so good, I wanted more! I kept working my tounge in and out, pressing the upper part of my mouth into her clit as best as I could.She started humping on my tounge, working her pelvis up and down and pulling my head as hard into her crotch as she could. Her juices were running down y chin. I was trying to swallow all I could, but there was just too much.I heard her start to moan in long low notes. “Oh, my God,” I heard her cry. Her thighs squeezed in tight to my face, trapping me in the heaven of her orgasm. Her inner walls twitched on my tounge, trying to pull it inside her.Her moaning changed to short squeals as she spasmed and flooded my mouth with the most wonderful shot of pussy juice I had ever tasted.We sat there locked together as she bucked and quivered. Slowly she released her grip on my head with her thighs, then let her hands slowly side down my face. I smiled up at her as I lifted from her dripping wet pussy. My beard and moustache were drenched in her juices.I raised up and kissed her on the mouth, and she licked some of her own liquid from my face.”Well,” she said at last, still short of breath, “you’ve seen mine. Show me yours”.I have gotten too worked up relating this part of the story. I will take a break, and get hold of myself. Check back later for part 2.
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