I shared her boyfriend.

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I shared her boyfriend.One of the curses in life is being single for too long. At the age of 48 I had been divorced from Emma’s father for a good decade. We still got along but our marriage had fizzled out.Ever since leaving Alan I have never really found it in my hearts of hearts to settle down. I have for what it was worth never really went on a true date like that.However that all changed when my friend put me in contact with a really true gent. Karl was 45 and was best friends with the hubby of my best friend. I was on cloud nine when my friend decided to set us up on a date.It was just after eight on Saturday night when I was doing my nails that my life really changed forever. I had just bathed and was now all set for a slap up meal. I had slipped into a red and white flowery dress, had my hair done at Marcos. I looked a real belladonna.As I looked in the mirror smirking at myself I heard a thud. A thud that made me realise I had forgotten something. Ryan my daughters 19 year old boyfriend was still decorating her room. I was due out the door in twenty minutes and forgot to warn him I would be leaving.The problem was simple. Me and Ryan never got along. I did not approve of him dating my daughter. He was a lazy layabout, consistantly in trouble with the police and a genuine poor choice for my daughter. As a result we talked in grunts and shrugs.If I could have my way he would be kicked down the road. But my daughter was madly in love with this chavvy boy.I walked into the room to find him topless, flecks of pain on his torso. He was wearing baggy trackies and a fluorescent jacket. On his head he sported a burberry cap and a neck chain.Ryan: Nearly done.’Oh good, it is just I am off out in a moment…’He shrugged and turned off the music. As I went out the door I shrieked as his paint pot brushed by güvenilir bahis siteleri my dress.’Ryan you fucking moron!’He rushed out with a face like thunder.Ryan: Why dont you look where ya fockin going you stupid cow.I started to fight back the sobs. The little shit had ruined my evening already by just being here.’Im off on a date and you ruin it by leaving that paint hereRyan: oh just shut the fock up luvAs I went to turn I sped down the stairs and tripped on the last step. I screamed in agony as I sprained my foot. I hobbled off and sat on the sofa rubbing it madly.Ryan walked in like a demon possessed.Ryan: What I fockin done now?!’Ah…I twisted my foot..oh jesus it hurts’Ryan ran off and came back with an ice pack. He lifted my foot onto a foot stool and started to soothe the pain by placing it on the bruise.Ryan: Dont move too much..else it will go into a spasm.The lad was there for a good 30 minutes soaking my leg and foot and it was only after he got up off the floor that I realized my date had never turned up. He was a no show.Ryan: So what time you off out again?I couldnt answer him as I was totally bewildered that I had been stood up.Ryan: I said what time were you due to be off again?’Oh..er…half an hour ago..’Ryan: I didnt hear the doorbell go….’No…nor I.’My face started to change as disappointment set in and I think Ryan noticed.Ryan: Hey…there will be another time…with someone else.’I guess your right sweetheart’I went to stand up and hobbled off.Ryan: I’ll er…finish the room.’Yeah….ok…You do that if you want to’As I walked off my eyes started to fill with tears. I gushed my eyes out as I started to undress in my bedroom. Why at 48 was life being so unfair. I started to unsoak my make up and as I stood in my thong I lifted my dressing gown off the cloak and canlı bahis siteleri put it on.I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling. Time seemed to flow by. I glanced at the clock. It read 11:30PM. I was ready for bed. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen when the back door flew open. It was Ryan.Ryan: Kettle’s just boiled. I was having one before I was gonna head off. You ok?I nod as I pour the two mugs. I pass one to him.Ryan: How is your foot?’Is better now…thank you for getting that ice pack’Ryan: No trouble like.He downed his mug of tea.Ryan: Did you like him?I nodded ‘I thought he was a true gentleman. Always rang. Always emailed’Ryan sniffed ‘Fuck that. There aint no Gentleman in the world.”Maybe its just in my books’Ryan: Just forget him.’I guess so’As I turned I felt Ryans hand on my waist.Ryan: Do you know the best way to forget a prick like him?I shook my head.He reached his hand around and pulled my dressing gown open. I felt the cold air against my hips as he stripped it off me.’Ryan! What…’But before I could say a word he had me thrust over the kitchen table.Ryan: Shut the fuck up.He grabbed at my thong and pulled it down. I didnt know how to react. Here I was all emotions flooding through my brain and veins and the scumbag that was dating my daughter thought he was helping by seducing me.My legs started to quivver as the cold air rushed between my legs. I glanced over my shoulder to see that he had his boxers and trackies down. His 10′ cock was swinging in front of him.He placed one hand on my right shoulder and one on my waist.Ryan: Always wanted to bang ya ever since Emma invited me around. ’bout time you had some proper cock.Ryan spat on the tip of his cock and started to guide it in. I felt his girth push open my lips of my pussy and I eeked as he did.His inches of bahis firmaları cock slid in and in. I started to quiver at the feeling of a meaty cock back inside me. My pussy started to lap up this lad as i felt juices flowing around it.He continued to grunt as he picked my left leg up and rested it on the table. I started to close my eyes and grip his hand that was now on my leg.Ryan: Fucking looser than Emma. Im gonna so love fuckin ya.He started to pick up the pace and I could feel his hefty balls slapping away. Pound after pound.I started to utter deep sounds as he began to give me a good fucking. I had not even heard the late arrival of Karl, who was ringing the doorbell. I had my toyboy taking advantage of me.I should have felt repulsion but I didnt as his cock slammed back in for a second drilling. I felt alive. Here was a 40 odd year old woman being taken advantage of and I was going to lap it up. I made that clear.’Fuck Ryan..Oh shit..Oh hmmm’Ryan: Whats that Mrs B…gonna have to speak up’Ryan God…Holy fuck thats good.’Ryan: Knew that would make ya happy darlin.He must have pounded my pussy for a good couple of minutes when he withdrew. He walked over and spat on his cock. I climbed off the table and combed back my hair.’Does that make you feel like a man does it? Taking advantage of me like that?’Ryan: Your a fuck…and I needed one.I walked over and nestled my head into his shoulder.’You need to drop the bullish act. If you sweet talked me who knows I could have lead you up the stairs’Ryan: As if.Ryan walked off but I felt like I needed more. He sat down on the chair and beckoned me with his finger. I walked over and he placed his hands on my hips.I started to lower myself down on his cock but this time he started to slide it into my asshole.I gasped as he pushed wide my virgin cheeks and I rode hard and fast.He just gripped at my tits as he plouged my behind. I cant remember much as the excstasy took over. All I know is that as soon as he shot his load he ran off for a shower.I sat down on the chair trying to take it all in. I still am now.

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