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I looked round the kitchen and shivered with pleasure as I recalled how he had taken me hard on the kitchen floor not far from where I was currently sitting. I could feel myself flush I as I remembered orgasming on his cock as he pounded me relentlessly. JJ knew my lust indicators, but thankfully he could not read my mind, as he assumed my amorous feelings were due to him. He casually dropped his towel, allowing his semi-hard cock to spring free, and smiled at me as he flexed his muscles making it twitch like it was waving to me. Switching to a Mae West voice, I drawled, "is that a gun in your pocket or are you just pleased to see me?" JJ smiled in a way that melted the hearts, and no doubt opened the legs of the many women that had come before, and had the same effect on me. It was a smile that made his eyes twinkle with a promise of devilment, excitement and pure fun, all wrapped up in a bundle of lust. He stepped next to me and without thinking I just opened my mouth and started to suck deeply on his cock, bringing it to its full, glorious hardness. With one hand working his foreskin back and forward over his throbbing member I moved my head faster, sucking him deeper. Once JJ gets an idea into his head there is little in this world that will deter him so I knew I was about to get fucked, the only question was where. JJ was about to provide that answer as he went to swipe the table clear so he could bend me small tits over it as we had done many times before, but I broke from my sucking and squealed, "MY LAPTOP!" Luckily he stopped himself before sending the computer flying and pulling me to my feet he laughed in his devilish way and spoke with his faint Irish brogue, "then it’s on the floor with you wench where I will ravish you." Pulling my sundress over my head and unclasping my bra, I stood naked before him, as I rarely wear panties at home, allowing him to feast on my body. I saw his cock twitch with lust and I turned and got on all fours as he knelt behind me. Taking his cock in one hand and placing his other hand on my pussy, he said in a heavily lust laden voice, "you are a very wet girl, aren't you?" before curling a finger into my pussy. I let out a long moan when I realized I was kneeling in the same spot as where Hector entered me last month. While JJ was happily under the impression that his naked body and thick cock were the source of my excitement, the truth of the matter was that I was recalling the feeling of fucking the neighbour’s dog, a sensation I hadn’t experienced for over 20 years. I felt JJ’s thick cock push into my willing body and trying to get all thoughts of dog cock from my head I rocked back against him. As I asian felt his strong hands grip my hips, and japanese his hairy balls on my ass, I knew that it was pointless to try and forget how Hector felt inside me, so I gave into the sordid thoughts that were running through my brain as I fucked myself back on my fetish husband’s cock. Within minutes I was climaxing on JJ’s cock screaming out words of filth that often accompanied my more lusty fucks, and JJ responded in kind driving himself harder and faster into my open pussy. I felt him grunt and slam out of control filling me with his cum, before slowing and eventually stopping. He leaded over and panted into my ear, "WOW! You were pretty worked up, weren't you?" Deciding that discretion was still the better part of valour, I replied throatily, "You turn me on so much, baby." A few hours later, after both of us showered to wash away the earlier impromptu sex session, I was towelling my hair dry as JJ sat on the bed watching me. I knew that he loved to watch me naked as I dried my hair, as he often told me he got as much of a kick from watching me dress, as he did watching me strip. "What time do you recon you will be back?" I asked him, my tits jiggling as I vigorously rubbed the towel on my scalp. "Not sure," JJ replied, as he shrugged on a soft leather bomber jacket, "but should be before pumpkin time" I knew ‘pumpkin time’ meant midnight, so I laughed as said, “You’d better bring an extra shoe then, Cinderella, because you’re always late coming back from pub on darts night.” I leaned forward and 'dropped' myself into my bra, the term JJ coined for my action of putting the shoulder straps on then leaning forward to pull it over my boobs before fastening it, and said "I’ll go have a word with Lucy about her dog Harry, or what ever it’s called, “then stepped into matching black panties. I wiggled my ass at him with a smile, before pulling on a pair of harem pants and a light camisole top. 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