I'm a big fan of the real author Mr. Palmer. This is just my imaginary scenario. Anna's kitchen sink has a leak. While she is very angry with David, she calls Marvin and invites him to her house for repairs. But in this scenario, the old fish's physical characteristics are different. Maybe it can change with a flashback. Kendra lied about the size of his tool to avoid scaring Anna.
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Part two...
After a long indecision that seemed like an eternity, she slowly took her hand from her neck and and placed it next to her other hand on the counter. Marvin started to rub her shoulders. His hands were rough so, although his movements were slow, they were so far from gentle. It was impossible for someone as rude as him to do anything politely. He admired the softness of her smooth tanned skin. His tool, already hard as steel, began to twitch violently in his pants. It was trying to free by tearing the thin fabric stretched to its limits.
It was as if the air around her had become thin, Anna was difficulty breathing. Soon the young blonde's breathing began to become erratic under his massge and her deep inhales-exhales became clearly audible. He moved his head closer to the back of hers.
"I told you I am a resourceful man."
As she felt the warmth of his foul breath on her neck, she got goosebumps.
"Yes, that feels good." She couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth either.
"You haven't seen anything yet, You will lose yourself when I show you all my skills."
His hinting words poured another gallon of gasoline on the fire burning inside her. When she leaned forward slightly from the waist under his rough massage, her upturned ass stuck out towards his crotch a little more. Marvin clenched his teeth to suppress a groan as his gaze trailed down her back. It was the hottest thing he had ever seen in his long miserable life. Her firm ass-cheeks were perfectly round, as if they had been sculpted by a master sculptor. He was dying to touch it, he had to try. So, he pushed his hips forward slightly, creating a barely perceptible contact between the bulge in his trousers and her ass before he withdrew. With all her senses on alert due to extreme excitement, the young blonde gasped for breath when she felt his superficial but dangerous touch. After a while, the second contact came. Followed immediately by the third. She knew, the old pervert was clearly testing her. She was on the edge of the cliff. Her mind was telling her to stop this madness but she did not do anything. She just stayed in place. She was on fire.
Her lack of reaction encouraged him even more. He brought his face to the back of her head and a inhaled deeply the intoxicating fragranceof her silky hair. She shivered once again as his warm breath licked her neck. Using the massage as an excuse, he slowly slid the strap of her t-shirt over her left shoulder and down to her arm. Then slowly the other too without attracting attention. Actually, the young blonde was aware of what he was doing, but she couldn't react; she seemed paralyzed with excitement. T-shirt's white fabric slid down until it tripped on her hardened nipples, completely exposing the upper slope of breasts. After a while, he repeated his hip movement. Then once more and once more. His shallow thrusts had become increasingly frequent and distinct. Tension was at its peak. Every time his huge bulge made contact with her ass, invisible sparks exploded in the electrically charged air. Anna could hear him snorting like an angry bull. The only reason, he wasn't shreding her clothes off right now was because he didn't want to scare her away. He tightened his grip on her shoulders and continued his insistent thrusts. Things were getting completely out of control. As finally he pressed his aching dick against her ass firmly and stayed there without pulling away. As he couldn't suppress his excitement any longer, moaned clearly.
"Ohhhh"
She gasped as she felt his massive tool firmly fixed against her left ass cheek. Shocked by its thickness and size, she had to bite her lower lip to keep from moaning. The old bastard was still holding her shoulders tightly, but he had stopped massaging. He began to grinding his huge cock against her firm ass by pressing his crotch as hard as he could. Her thighs were leaning on the kitchen bench due to the pressure she received from behind. He suddenly removed one of his hands from her shoulder, reached in front of her and grabbed her left breast tightly. When he started kneading her breast with his sweaty palm along with the fabric of her t-shirt, the young blonde couldn't take it anymore and she started moaning too.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ahhhh!"
There was no stepping back now. He brought his foul mouth closer and started kissing on her shoulder and neck and he grabbed her right breast with his other hand too and squeezed it roughly. He was surprised at the firmness of its flesh, it was as if it were made of hard rubber. Anna could feel her thong getting wet. She had to do something as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too late.
"Marvin! Ohh! What are you doing, stop it. Ohh!.. We can't do this... Ohhh! I... I'm married woman." she said between her moans. But there was no trace of determined in her voice, trembling with excitement.
Crazy with lust, the old pervert didn't care her unconvincing protests. He continued squeezing her perfect breasts roughly with his sweaty palm while grinding his crotch against her ass as much as he could. Slurping his foul mouth, he was licking and sucking every part of her delicate neck.
"Marvin... Ohhh... Marvin... Ahhh... Stop it... Ohhhhh" but her moans were more realistic than her words.
Already his scarce logic had long since left him and was replaced by the most primitive instincts. Now he had completely lost control now. With primitive lustfull grunts he continued his actions without responding to her.
Anna was so excited that she didn't notice him taking one of his hands away from her. He was hastily trying to undo his belt, and when he succeeded, his trousers fell down around his ankles. He wasn't wearing underwear, his flaccid ass-cheeks and legs were covered in long curly dense hairs. His gnarled, thick tool with thick purple veins running from its base to its tip, rose like a pole from the forest of pubic hair. His hairy, huge sack, containing his walnut-sized balls, was hanging between his legs.
He placed his one palm on her flat fit stomach, and pulled her towards him. His protruding beer belly was pressing against the back of her waist as he pressed his loose chest tightly against her fit back. She felt his sweat-soaked dirty shirt clinging to her back. He hastily began sliding his cock up and down in the deep crack between her ass cheeks while he continued roughly kneading her breasts with his other hand. His curly thick pubic hair was leaving wet marks on tanned skin. The old pervert was eating her alive by sucking hard and nibbling all over her neck while moaning like a pig.
"Marvin! Ohhh! Marvin! Take it easy... Ohhhh! You'll leave mark... Ohhh!" her only response was to call out to him between her deep moans. It was like she wasn't the one speaking, she didn't know how things had gotten to this point. She was burning.
Marvin had run out of patience. He suddenly put one hand on her back and pushed her from behind roughly. He bent her over the kitchen counter until her breasts were pressed against the floor. Then he quickly reached under her skirt with his other hand and hooked his fingers into the waistband of her soaked thong. With one pull, he ripped it from her body and threw it to the ground. His wild movement caused her to whimper deeply. She turned her head over her shoulder to look at him as panting. He was growling like a wild animal through his clenched yellowish teeth. There were traces of white saliva at the corners of his mouth. She was horrified by the insane look on his eyes but she knew it was too late to turn back right now.
