“Umm, yes.” She commented softly. She loved his cum and was immediately upset that she had come to the end of her blow job.
She held his cock in both hands, catching her breath as she knelt below him. She then looked up at him, smiling and said, “I love your cock.”
“Ohh, Lord, Opeyemi. You are something else. That was the best I’ve ever had.” Musa flopped down on the sofa, his cock semi-erect and drooping over the couch cushion, which was showing a wet, dark spot from Opeyemi’s saliva. He laid his head back against the wall.
Opeyemi rested her cheek on the shrinking cock.
“What’s next?” Opeyemi was anxious for more. At some point during the blowjob, she had become so turned on that sex with Musa became a forgone conclusion. She wanted to feel that monster in her pussy. She wondered how long he would need to recover.
“What’s next is I’m going to use that hot fucking body of yours for the rest of the night. That’s what’s next.”
Opeyemi laughed, rose to her feet, got a diet Coke from the minibar, and walked into the bedroom area. Musa rose from the couch, following her.
Poised in the bathroom doorway, she turned back to him. “Want to take a shower?” she asked smiling as wide as she ever had.
Musa threw his shirt over his head and pulled off his socks. He was now naked. A rush of excited anticipation coursed through him as he waited for Opeyemi to strip. It was finally his chance to see her in the flesh.
Musa had lusted after the busty MILF ever since their team assignment started. Her huge breasts were mesmerizing, and he had jerked off many times just in the past few days thinking about them. Now he would get to see them in all their glory. He wondered how many loads he could dump into the surprisingly willing woman in one night.
Opeyemi turned away from him and entered the bathroom. He watched as she shook out her ponytail, and then peeled her T-shirt over her head. Her enormous breasts tumbled free and he could see the bulging sides of them even from behind. Musa’s cock began to rise as he stroked it, watching.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” she asked playfully, stepping behind the shower partition and turning on the water. Her panties flew over the top of the shower and Musa darted to join her.
He entered the shower just as Opeyemi stepped into the spray. She had the type of body that could only be described as surreal. Her breasts were abnormally large but lacked any defect whatsoever. Full, round, and heavy as they hung down, they looked as though they belonged to a much larger woman. Her brown skin was smooth and blemish-free. Her legs were toned, but not overly muscular. Her face was that of a model. Musa couldn’t believe his luck.
Opeyemi was squirming; going crazy from the need to cum. She stood as the shower ran waiting for Musa to take her. She felt it easier to just do whatever he said, rather than try to figure out what to do or say on her own. She loved how he spoke to her while she was sucking his cock. She had never been so turned on.
Musa moved in on the hot woman from behind. His face nuzzled against her neck as his hands latched on to her bare, wet breasts. Opeyemi reached behind her, grabbing his stiffening cock.
“Hand me the soap,” Musa told her.
She kept one hand on his thick rod and reached for the soap with her other, handing it to him. Musa wasted no time, handling her breasts roughly, soaping them generously. She squirmed and moaned at his efforts. He rubbed and squeezed her supple orbs.
They became slick with soap. He moved to her nipples, pinching and pulling on them. Opeyemi was thrashing wildly, becoming even more desperate to cum. Not a trace of her hesitation or reluctance remained.
Musa grabbed her by the shoulder and spread some soap on his cock. Then he bent her over slightly and slid his soapy dick between her thighs, below her pussy. Opeyemi braced herself on the wet shower wall, spreading her legs so that his wide shaft rose against her soaked little pussy.
His cock jutted out from between her legs, still long enough that she could grip him with both hands, which eventually she did.
“We better make sure you get nice and clean,” Musa said, bending her over more. He liberally soaped up each supple ass cheek, then applied the slippery bar to her anus. A moment later, his index finger sunk into her asshole.
“Oh! Oh, my god!” Opeyemi cried, surprised at the intrusion. Musa pumped her ass with his finger and used his free hand to squeeze and smack her buttery ass cheeks. He leaned forward, set the soap down, and turned Opeyemi’s head to the side as he began kissing her. Opeyemi moaned and hummed as their lips mashed together.
“Unn…Unn…Unn.” Opeyemi was close to orgasm.
Musa moved his free hand to spread her round ass cheek apart and pumped her asshole with his finger making loud slapping noises as his hand hit her ass with each thrust.
Opeyemi had never been handled like this before. She loved how Musa was playing with her butt. She tightened her grip on his shaft between her slick thighs, too distracted by pleasure to pump it.
“Ahh! Oh god, god… Oh…” She took a huge breath and sighed, “Yes!” Musa managed to stuff a second finger into her, which put her over the edge.
She came in a massive thrashing orgasm. He steadily pumped his fingers into her through her trembling movements. “Oh, Musa,” she huffed. He finished washing her body as she recovered from her orgasm.
Musa dried her body after the shower, revelling in the bouncy thickness of her huge breasts and butt. When it was her turn, Opeyemi dried him softly and they kissed. She finished it holding his rigid cock.
“I hope you’re ready to go with this thing.” She looked at him with lust in her eyes.
“Get on the bed, Opeyemi,” was all he said.
She turned to jump on the bed, then saw the bedside clock.
“Oh no! I forgot to call my husband.” Her hands open, covering her mouth. “I have to call him. I always call him around this time. If I don’t call, he’ll call me.”
Naked, Opeyemi grabbed her phone from the nightstand and placed the call to her husband.
“Hey, Babe.” Sounding as innocent and normal as she could, given the fact that a well-hung man was stroking his cock near her feet at the edge of the bed.
Musa listened to her end of the conversation.
“It went great! Yes, the CEO said I nailed it.”
He was getting very aroused. He separated her legs as she spoke to her husband, but she closed them only to have them forced open again.
Musa took care of her resistance by slinging a leg over each shoulder as he moved his head between her now spread legs. He flattened his tongue and tasted her.
“Ooh!” she slipped verbally as Musa’s tongue spread over her labia.
“Nothing, Babe. I just bumped into the door.” Opeyemi sat herself up on her elbows and gave Musa a wide-eyed, threatening look. He leaned in further, probing deeper. She tasted sweet.
“The team was good. They got better as the conference got going.” She slung her head back. Her pulsing clit was now in Musa’s mouth. She shuddered.
Opeyemi put the phone on mute as she listened to her husband go over the events of his day. Normally, this would put her to sleep, but Musa’s face on her sweltering pussy gave her the chills.
She could feel his long tongue fucking her pussy.
“Yes! Oh Yes!” She shook.
Unmuting the phone, “That sounds like a busy day!”
Musa was latched onto her clit and twiddling it with his tongue. Opeyemi squirmed to get away but was afraid of making more sexy noises over the phone.
“Yes, four-thirty tomorrow. I know, Babe. Me too. Love you, ‘night!”
She ended the phone call with her oblivious husband, then grabbed Musa’s head and wiggled her upper body around his face.
“Yes, oh, Musa. Don’t stop.” Opeyemi was going wild under his eager mouth. She bucked and shook as her legs opened wider for his tongue.
Musa moved his face against the pussy, trimmed and smooth. Her wetness spread across his mouth, nose and cheeks. And all over her inner thighs.
“Gahhh! Oooh, Oooh!” He could feel Opeyemi’s hand grip his head and guide his face against her wet clit as she trembled through an orgasm.
“OHHH…GODDD!” Her legs tightened over his shoulders. She continued to wail in pleasure, clenching. Finally, she gasped then shook.
“Wow. I can’t believe I came so fast!”
Musa took a serious tone. “Get on your knees in the middle of the bed.”
Not knowing what to expect, Opeyemi turned her body over on the bed and rested on her knees and elbows. She was nervous but filled with excitement.
He lied down in the middle of the bed and spread his legs, then lifted his cock.
“Get between my legs and suck my balls.”
Opeyemi could feel herself turn. She would have never considered it a possibility to be sexually submissive, but now she anxiously awaited any commandment from her lover. She wanted to please him more than anything at that moment.
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