On Christmas day morning, I let my daughter's boyfriend put his arms round me and push his cock into my bottom when I was standing at the kitchen sink. I struggled to start with and told him to get off but when he held me tight and kissed my neck, I couldn't help moaning, which encouraged him to put his hand up my skirt and inside my panties. He then called me dirty slut for having a wet pussy and told me the next cock inside me was going to be black before pulling away as we heard my husband come down the stairs.
I confess I haven't stopped thinking about him since.
