Early in the morning of the next day, Brenda feels the heat of her pussy on the fingers of her right hand as they explore her slit. Pushing through the outer lips, the heat coming out of her excited vagina pours out of the hole and she gasped when the fingers pushed through it. Relief swept into her as the two fingers slid in and out of her soggy hole.
"O God I need a cock," she whispered to herself, "I need Henry's cock filling me. Please, Henry, fuck me."
A lover's passage connected the Master Bedroom in the mansion to the Master Bedroom in the guest house. I am sure you can guess who had access to the master room from the guest house. Brenda picked up the phone and then pushed the button connecting her to Belinda and Herny's sleeping quarters.
"Hello Brenda, good morning."
"Belinda, is Henry there?"
"He's relieving himself in the bathroom, why do you need him?"
"I need a hard cock right now; I am in desperate need of a fucking."
In the background Brenda could hear, "Henry, go to Brenda, she needs you."
"He is walking down the passage right now, dear."
"Thank you."
"Have fun."
Seconds later there is a light rap at the door. Brenda opens the door, and an expectant Henry walks through, he is already becoming hard even at the thought of entering her pussy. It is a great way to start the day.
Brenda is already naked. Henry's robe is on the floor soon after coming through the door. She rushes into his arms kissing with her tongue darting into his mouth. He kisses her back with one hand on an ass cheek, and the other fondling a boob.
"I want to fuck you, Brenda," Henry says through his teeth, "You are going to get a cunt full man cream very soon."
"O Henry, pound my pussy and fill me," she responds.
As he is fondling her, her hand is stroking his cock. He's not quite there so with a gentle hand, Henry is laid upon her bed and Brenda kneels at this manhood. She takes his limp rod into her expert fingers then lowers her head so that her tongue can lick around the mushroom head.
Henry jerks then gasp as the touch of her tongue on his piss hole reaches his brain, "O, Brenda! Yes, suck my rod."
She doesn't have to be told twice because there is a fever between her legs and only creamy sperm being able to quench the desire. So, with the skill accumulated by years of practice, our heroine lavishes attention to the head of Herny's man tool licking off the precum as it arises from limp to a swollen member. Henry got it up fast.
"Let's fuck Brenda, on your back."
With legs open and knees bent, Brenda is on her back waiting for Henry's cock to penetrate her womanhood. The wait is not long. She feels his skin on the labia, then with a grunt he pushes in, she sighs loudly and when their bottoms meet, the thrusting begins.
"Henry, I'll say it again, I love the way your cock feels inside my pussy."
"I love fucking you, my dear. Always have and always will."
Henry loves the missionary position because, in part, the look on the woman's face as he drives in and out of her excites him. The look of lust in her eyes as the long thick manhood drives into her depths. It didn't matter who it was whether Belinda, his loving wife, Brenda, his secretary, or someone else's wife the look of enjoyment filled him with confidence.
Beneath him, Brenda was moaning to the rhythm of his thrust and her counter thrust. She had such a look of serene pleasure, Henty wanted to stay in her passion box all day, but he knew he had to earn a living for his family and Brenda's.
"Henry, fill me up."
That was his intention. He felt a stirring in his testicles as the frictional of his dick made contact with the wet, warm and soft walls of her vagina.
"I am going to cum soon Brenda."
"Okay, just deposit all of it inside. You know I love the feel of your hot goo deep inside me. It's mine Henry, give it to me."
Brenda squeezed henry with her vaginal muscles which in turn sparked Henry's ball to eject their love cream. Henry grunted and Brenda uttered, "Aha."
"Herny, thank you for this gift to my womb. I love you."
"You know I love you, my sweet lady."
Henry dismounted Brenda. They held one another and kissed.
"How is my daughter, Brenda."
"Good and growing like a weed. Stop to see her, she loves Uncle Henry."
"I will. I have to go. See you later. Hopefully, we'll fuck again."
"I'd love that. Bye Henry."
They part knowing that they will couple soon, once more.
At 11:00 Brenda's first appointment arrives. Mr. Benelli, the spirits distributor has to be convinced to part with the beer, wine, and hard liquor for the upcoming May Day event.
"Brenda, the Terryson's are good customers of mine. But you have to realize that they are not the only ones holding a party that weekend. I will supply what I can, but maybe not all of it."
"Anthony, please supply our needs. I would dislike looking for another supplier."
"Be reasonable, Brenda. Leaving other customers in the lurch would cause me a lot of trouble."
"What would it take to make the trouble worth it?"
