My future wife and I had recently started getting serious and we sometimes had to resort to strange locales because of a lack of privacy: she was living at home to save money and my place had four guys living there. We belonged to the photography club at college and back in those days you actually had to develop pictures in darkrooms. Hard to fathom, I know!
One day we got time in the darkroom to develop some film. We hadn’t fucked in a few days and we were hornier than hell. No sooner had the films gone in the bath than we were at each other, tongues slashing in each other’s mouths and me getting a good feel of her clothed big tits and rock-hard nipples. My hands dropped to her ass and we ground our crotches hard into each other.
“Rub your penis against my ass,” she hornily breathed. I dropped my jeans and underwear to the floor and bent her over a bench. She pulled her jeans to her knees and I got behind her, pressing my throbbing cock between her perfect pantied buttcheeks. I thrust at a good pace, as there were others waiting for the darkroom. “Don’t cum on me,” she asked. “You have so much of it.” She pulled away from me and grabbed my cock from the side. My pre-cum was flowing and her stroking spread it all over my meat. She gave my balls a little squeeze and my cock erupted as soon as she resumed jacking me. My knees buckled as I shot several juicy ropes over the floor, managing not to moan from the intense pleasure she was giving me. We cooled down, wiped my cock and her hand with paper towels, and the timer went off. We pulled up our pants and I wiped up the massive cumload from the floor. We finished with our prints and turned the room over to the next user.
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