The Avon lady comes

Sit in my backyard, have a cold beer, the doorbell goes. Get up, I’ll only answer to find a shimmering blonde with surprising green eyes standing in my doorway. I feel a rise in my pants!

“Is the lady of the house inside?” she says sweetly.

“No, but what can I do for you?” I’m responding.

“My name is Fawn, I’m the new Avon Lady, I just wanted to introduce myself.”

“She went to the store,” I say. I lied. She actually works.

I’ve been thinking about giving her a present. Can you show me something? I hope she shows me her present.

“Oh yes, I have beautiful jewelry, and some beautiful smells,” she says.

With a sheepy grin I answer: “Come in, show me what you got to offer.” I know what I want to take.

She comes into the room, wears a tight blue mini skirt, it’s obvious that she has something on her mind other than selling Avon.

Sit down, have a drink? I’m questioning her.

“Sure, what do you got?” she asks.

I say: “Cold beer, I can make you a Kahlua shake, or a light wine.”

“If it’s not too much work, I’d like a Kahlua shake.”

“You got it,” I replied in haste.

I hope to lighten her head so I can lighten her clothes, my member jumps again. After repairing the shakes and sitting next to her, she starts showing me her laundry, but Avon ware is not what I’m interested in.

“Look at this beautiful heart chain,” she says.

I say: “Let’s put it around your neck so I can see what it looks like.”

She reacts by pulling her blond hair back. I wrap my arms around her soft neck as I button the closure with one hand and unbutton her blouse with the other.

“I thought you’d never understand the hint,” she quietly says.

Her mouth finds my lips and we kiss passionately. Our tongues entwine and our hands grab at each other. While I feel her soft melons of meat with the pert little nipples through her blouse, she whines, “Fuck you, I’ve wanted to move you since I saw you last month.

“Not until I eat your wet pussy thoroughly,” I answer.

“Then eat me, now I can’t stand it.”

I walked my hand past her inner thighs and brushed her bush. She squirms.

“Get up so I can take your clothes off.”

She obeys.

“And your wife?”

I lied, she works.”

Her eyes seem to glaze and a little grin… I don’t think anything of this and slide her ass to the carpet and spread her creamy thighs, She’s wearing a blue suspender and no panties. I’m glad she’s a blonde. My tongue dives into her satin love channel, first darts to her opening and then back to her buzzing button. She kneels and moans as I use my tongue to lick the whole length of her steaming honey pot and the boiling juices begin to flow out of her.

Her eyes roll back in her head and she screams in ecstasy, I keep cutting through the tongue that silky crevice and she keeps coming.

Finally she’s spent, completely satisfied, it’s my turn.

She pushes me back against the wall, flooding my tired rock hard cock in a felt swop. She starts sucking up and down as I feel the explosion in myself. Before I shoot a hole in the back of her head, I grab her, throw her on top of my immense 10" and drive it all the way home.

She’s out of control, her slurping pussy goes from side to side and up and down, she comes again.

Suddenly I feel the unbearable feeling and burning feeling that I’ve felt so many times and I burst into that carnal channel, flooding like a water reservoir.

She collapses, spent, thoroughly saturated, satisfied and satisfied.

But wait, the door opens and there’s my wife.

“What’s going on here?” She says.

I don’t have an answer. I’m just lying there. Fawn is the first to speak, Cindy, “How are you?” She’s calling.

I think to myself, “Is this girl crazy? My wife just caught us asking “How are you?”

“All right, Fawn sweetheart, did you enjoy my little surprise?” She flaunts me.

I’m confused.

In a flash, she’s out of her clothes, lovingly embraces Fawn.

“God you were right, Cindy, he can actually eat kittens,” Fawn said.

“Me too,” says my wife.

“Let’s retreat to the waterbed and see how good you are, Cindy,” Fawn says.

“Pick her up and take her to the bedroom, honey, I don’t want your sweet cream to get out of her until I’ve had the chance to taste hers mixed with it.”

And I thought the previous hull was heaven!

Lying with Fawn on my right side, and Cindy posed between her legs licking and swallowing the mixed juices dribbling out of her still steaming pussy, Fawn starts sticking her hot tongue in my ear. I’m starting to get back to the occasion. This singing, Fawn scotching down on the bed so she can lick my manhood.

“Lie on top of him with that flaming blonde cunt just above his dick, so I can lick you both at the same time,” Cindy asks.

After taking this position, I can feel the steam coming out of Fawn’s channel of fun when Cindy nibbles on my now rock hard jump. Suddenly she takes it and puts it on the mouth of Fawn’s pleasure palace and adds it about 2”." On Fawn’s ass and legs she slips my dick back and forth staring at the dick as it repeatedly appears and disappears into the depths of her honey pot… Fawn’s eyes roll on her back of the head in ecstasy. Fawn sits on my steel hard member now and jumps down as a kid on a pogo stick. I eat Cindy’s shimmering steam tunnel of ecstasy… because they begin to climax together.

My dick’s starting to hurt, and it’s pounding Fawn’s G place, she’s going crazy!

Cindy and Fawn swap places and while they drop their drip pussy on me at the same time, the juices drip over my phallus and my mouth at the same time. Lick and suck and suck Fawn’s pussy as my wife is waning herself on my now cast iron hard-on, we explode in harmony, Cindy, me, and then Fawn. The air is filled with the humid sharp smell of two freshly fucked cunts and a thoroughly exhausted dick.