It doesn’t take me long to pick up on what she’s doing.
I frown my disapproval.
I fist her short hair tight. “Don’t you dare.”
Her eyes hold mine.
“Did you think I wasn’t going to notice you squeezing your thighs like that, kitten?Imake you come.”
With a frown, she whimpers her displeasure.
I pull her hair tighter, forcing her to open her mouth around my cock.
“What’s that?”
She shakes her head, her eyes imploring.
“That’s what I thought.” I tap her cheek a few times. “Finish me off.”
She resumes her mission, sucking me off like a starved woman in front of a sumptuous buffet.
“Goddammit.”
She moans, her hand pumping up and down the inches of cock her mouth can’t handle.
“Such sweet submission,” I say.
Her soft lips drag up and down my cock, her tongue swirling in circles over the head. The slurping noise ratchets the hedonistic experience. She cups my balls, popping me out of her mouth, and licking my head like a fucking lollipop.
Every nerve ending in my body shoots off like a rocket.
Jesus Christ, she’s good at this.
My balls swell with cum, and the hold on my control is fraying faster than the fuse on a stick of dynamite.
I want to comeso fucking bad.
I tighten my grip around her hair, forcing her to swallow me whole and thrust my hips forward.
She lifts her eyes to meet mine. The glee of malice shining bright in them as she kneads my balls is unmistakable.
My dirty wife.
I go crazy.
I fuck her mouth, pumping in and out between her plump lips, losing myself.
I hit the back of her throat.
She gags, her eyes watering, but she doesn’t tap out.
“You okay?” My breath is labored.
She nods.
I’m so far gone, I don’t think I could stop fucking her sweet mouth, but I’m a gentleman.
“You sure?”
