"I just gave him a handjob, you said that was okay! He was having a hard time cumming so I sucked on his balls. I know you like it so much, I figured it would help him along and it did! That doesnt count as oral. He was so big just count yourself lucky I didn’t do more"
The cum dripping down her thigh said otherwise.
My morning, while my wife was downstairs making coffee for us.
Would you like me to feed you with my wife watching? You know you’ll make her jealous, right? You’ll also turn her on immensely. You can stay to watch her ride me when you’ve finished.
The taste of a husbands cock on his fuck-sluts mouth is almost too much to handle.
Over friendly drinks, my wife’s best friend insisted that she could take the full length. I noticed her glance at me as she was talking, her hand sliding below the table. I felt her fingers scrape my leg, as she described how her husband would pump his cum straight down her throat. She slide her hand up to feel if I was hard; I was. The next time we were alone I put her claim to the test.
"Please…" she whimpered. "I’ve done everything you’ve asked, please…". Her pussy was throbbing; I could see her wetness dripping down her thigh, soaking the bed between her legs. Finally, my wife relented. "Feed her", she moaned from across the room. She groaned in pleasure as I finally slide my hard cock between her lips as her hand reached down between her legs. "No" my wife said from across the room; I smacked her hand away just as her fingers began to flick her dripping cunt. She bucked her hips up and down in agony as she took my full length down her eager, hungry throat. "You’ll be taken care of once you’ve finished him" my wife explained from her chair, her hand working quickly underneath her visibly damp sweatpants.