Brad the painter

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Brad the painterCould this day get any worse?? First my heel broke on my way into work, at lunch I lost my bank card and the salon was running late so I was late getting back to work from my waxing. Then on the way home my dam car died…ok I know the engine light came on a week ago but it’s been crazy and seriously if it was that important the light should flash and have an alarm!Now I have 20 minutes to get ready for my date with Brad and no idea what to wear! Ok maybe not the end of the world but I wanted tonight to be special…hence the lunch time wax session. We’ve been dating for a few weeks now but wanted to go slow but I’m hoping tonight to change that.I dig out my favourite black skirt and the new low cut blouse I bought because it reminded me of his eyes, this with my killer heels and…Dam, is that my phone? I race out to the kitchen where I left it but the message light is showing, it’s Brad, he’s canceling, can’t get away from the shop. FUCK I think as I hang up, so much for a night of fun.As I walk into my bedroom inspiration hits. He’s been working so much lately, stressed right out and is probably skipping dinner tonight to get the car finished. I smile as I head to the shower, humming under my breath.I can hear the radio blasting as I jump out of the cab at his shop. Nervous now, I hope he doesn’t get upset with me showing up like this. I catch my heel in a grate at the door, shit!, what kind of a fool wears heels to a paint shop! I don’t see him anywhere so I head to the back towards what I assume is the office. He’s bent over reading papers barely noticing the burger in his hand.“AHEM”. He looks up and seems startled to see me standing there.“Katt, didn’t you get my message? I really need to stay here and get some work done”, he says as he comes towards me.I smile, “I know but you sounded kartal escort kind of stressed out and I figured you wouldn’t even stop for dinner so I thought I would stop by and see if you had 5 minutes for a break”.“Uh, sure, I guess, do you want to go sit outside?”“No, I don’t think so Brad” I said as I opened my overcoat and let it slip down my arms. I can’t help but smile at the look on his face as I stand there in my killer heels, stockings, and my new panty and bra set.“JESUS!”I walk over and kiss him and he hesitates before kissing me back, his hands slowly coming around me. I deepen the kiss as I feel his rough hands on my bare skin. My hands in his hair pulling him closer as I rub against his coveralls. I feel his mouth on my neck and shoulders and my head falls back to give him more access to my throat. My hands are pulling his hair and I’m already moistening up as I reach for the zipper on the front of his coveralls. He stops kissing me and quickly shrugs out of the arms. I reach inside and run my hands across his chest and down his belly. I hear him groan as I lower myself down along with his coveralls and boxers. His hard cock springs up and bounces before my mouth and I smile as I kiss the tip. He gasps as I take his hardness into my mouth, I sheath my teeth behind my lips and slide down his length half way, my tongue twirling and soaking him in spit. I pull back up to his tip and slide down again trying to go a little farther but between his length and girth I can’t get far. I pull back again and really look at his amazing package and look up at him. His eyes are closed and I run my tongue down the length of him tasting his muskiness and sweat. Shivers run down my spine. I can’t believe I’m here doing this and to such an incredible bostancı escort specimen of man. I look back up as I’m sucking on him and he’s watching me with a half-smile. He pulls out of my mouth and lifts me back up and kisses me deep, his tongue engaging mine in a battle as he backs me up to the desk. I feel it against my ass and sit back breaking the kiss. I look at him, not reading the look in his eyes and he leans in and kisses me again, grinding his hardness into my panties. His hands hook the straps of my bra and pull them down, releasing my rather embarrassing large breasts. He stops and his thumbs run down and around my nipples which instantly harden and poke out needing more. He leans in and takes 1 then the other in his mouth and pulls. I hear myself groan as he sucks harder and my panties are now soaked.“Jesus Katt” He picks me up and carries me over to an old couch in the corner, lays me down and again kisses me deep. His head moves down my body, his hot breath making my nipples ache, his bangs spreading the shivers across my body.“Please Brad…” He releases my nipple and looks up at me; I squirm trying to get him closer. But he stands and drops his coveralls and boxers to the floor. He reaches for my legs and runs his hands down my stockings, groans, and reaches up and grabs my panties and tears them across the legs in the same motion as he dips his head down to my mound and inhales.“OH GOD BABY” he moans as he lifts my leg and drives into me. I gasp as his rod fills me to capacity and quickly feel myself match his hard pace. He’s driving into me like a mad man but it’s still not enough. Im clawing at his hips trying to get him deeper, faster, harder. He rolls over while inside me till he’s sitting on the couch and I’m astride him. I cling maltepe escort to his neck as he lifts us both with every stroke, whimpering and mewing in his ear as I cum hard and feel my juice escape past his punishing tool and soak us both. He kisses me but continues pounding us both into heaven. I lean back and arch my back, riding him for all I’m worth. He takes my nipple and bites down as he groans loudly with a final thrust and I feel my womb bathed in his spray.I collapse on his chest but realize he hasn’t softened and is just as hard as before. He stands and puts me down on very unstable legs. He turns me around and places my hands on the desk as he lifts my ass and slides into my dripping pussy. His pace is slower and I feel his mouth kissing my neck and shoulders as his hands come around my body. He reaches one hand up to lift a breast, weighing it and I hear him whisper “Christ”, his other hand has snaked down and has clamped onto my mound, pushing on my clit as he begins thrusting harder. His fingers run across my now smooth pussy and reach into my lips, teasing my clit and building my orgasm higher and higher until I explode on his hand. He lifts my stockinging leg to the desk and continues stroking deep as my orgasm rocks my whole body.“I’m sorry baby, I’ll make love to you later, right now, I need this…” he gasps as he bends me over the desk and pulls out and spreads my ass cheeks. I feel him spit on my asshole and finger it around before pushing in. He slows and steadies himself before grabbing my hips and pulling back out his entire length and plunging in again. I’m panting on the desk as he speeds up, taking pleasure from my tight ass as my mound is rubbed into the desk bringing me closer to another wave of pleasure.My hips are being beaten into the desk but I hardly notice as I feel him piston in and out of me, my own orgasm exploding across my body as he lets out a yell and pulls out cumming across my ass and back and droplets hitting the office chair.“Ohhh Gawdd, I’m sorry baby”“God no, that was amazing. Hope you didn’t mind the break” I giggled“Hahaha, where the hell have you been all my life”

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