Ann and the Handyman

lan arrived bright and early the next morning, hopefully as eager as I was to get his beautifully huge cock in action. All I'd done since getting up was to brush my teeth put on a little make-up, run a brush through my hair and apply a little perfume behind my ears and to my tits and thighs. My pussy when in heat, smelled wonderful enough, but it wouldn't hurt to sweeten it a little. I opened the door to him wearing a baby doll nightie that barely covered my arse. As I turned and went up the stairs ahead of him, I slowed and stuck out my rear so that he could fondle my arse. We went up the stairs with his fingers wedged in my cunt. It was a strange realisation, but I was getting more and more turned on, the more dirty I behaved. We spent most of the morning much as we did the previous day, either me sucking Alan's cock or him fucking my cunt or up my arse. In all, I think I came four times and Alan, twice. What was different was that he managed to cum in my mouth. He spurted what seemed like a pint of semen down my throat, I had trouble swallowing it all. I loved every sticky drop.

We also tried fucking while standing up. I stood against the wall by the bed with one foot on the nightstand so Alan had easy access to my hole. With Alan thrusting up me using his powerful legs. I managed a wonderful orgasm, but Alan kept on fucking me after I'd cum and I had a second orgasm before the first had finished. This double cum made my legs go weak and I had tell him to stop, as I'm sure he was prepared to fuck me against the wall all day if I let him. Besides, it was nearly lunchtime and I had an appointment with a cute little pussy. I told Alan I had to meet a female friend for lunch, I didn't tell him I would be eating her pussy. He seemed OK about it; he'd be able to get on with the wardrobes while I was gone.