73. Ep Blue
Ep Blue
Not much has changed since Libby and I first hid in her office, except now we just have to hide from our own kids.
I guess we’re pros now.
“Fuck, trouble,” I groan as she licks along the ridge of my cock. “We’ve barely gone three miles since I came.” I knot my fingers in her hair, gasping when she suctions me against her tongue. “I’m gonna have to pull over and fill that pussy again.”
“Hmhmm.” Her mouth vibrates over me, stoking me with the heat of her throat. She sucks so hard it makes my toes curl in my boots.
Slamming on the brakes, I manage to keep her head from hitting the steering wheel with my hand as I veer towards a wide spot.
She lets go of my dick with a pop, then raises her grinning face up to kiss me.
“You’re the best kind of death of me,” I murmur, dragging her across my lap.
Her yellow sundress hikes up to her hips, covering us as she lowers herself to sink me into her soaked pussy.
“See? Isn’t that better?” Her tongue pushes into my mouth, still laced with salty pre-cum.
My fingers dig into her thighs, bracing her for a firm thrust. “I’m just gonna wear you like a belt. Pack you around while I talk to the McCulloughs about adding that second brand. Would you like that?”
Her chin tips in laughter that makes her inner muscles squeeze my shaft.
“It would be fitting. They’re talking about expanding and we’re here breeding like rabbits.” She tips my hat back, running her fingers through my hair to tug me back into another scalding kiss.
“Is that what we’re doing?” The thought makes my nuts tingle. “Am I putting another baby in my sexy wife?”
Her nose brushes mine as she bites her lip in a mischievous grin. “No,” she exhales, raising to crash her sweet cunt around me again. “You already did.”