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Click hereHis hands began to slowly rub her head. His hips began to slowly thrust; I could that she was running her tongue around the head of his cock. Her right hand was rubbing his swollen balls, occasionally dropping down to tickle his ass. Then her mouth would open wide and swallow his cock down to the root. After she had done this several times his hand began to rub faster and his hips began to thrust more quickly. I could see that he was getting close to cumming. "Suck it, faster," he moaned. She obliged.
"Oh man, I 'm going to cum." He said as his hips thrust toward her mouth.
Diane tried to pull her head up but his hands kept it down on his dick. When he came she could not pull off and took his cum into her mouth. When she rose I could see her big breasts shining in the lights, her pussy was wet and gleaming and her mouth was dripping come from the side. She reached up with her finger and got some jism on it and brought it to my mouth letting me taste it. Her eyes gleamed as she asked "Happy?"
Before I could answer she said, "Stop the car, it time for our guest to leave"
"Couldn't I possible stay in the hotel with you," he replied
"No, Jack and I have other plans."
I pulled the car over; just a small distance outside of Nashville and William pulled up his shorts, grabbed his backpack and exited the car.
"Thanks for the ride "he said, "It was the best ride I have ever had"
I pulled back onto the highway and asked Diane if she still thought other men did not find her sexy.
Her reply was simply "I don't know yet".
She rode all the way through Nashville, out to the hotel with her blouse undone and her shorts still around her knees. With the lights from the city, many passing vehicles could see into our car. Her breast and gleaming pussy was quite visible. Needless, to say we could hardly wait until we got to the hotel.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 14 years agohe may get what he wants and so much that he does not want.
Anonymousabout 15 years ago...was the way the wife completely changed her behavior, on a dime. No discussions, no working her way up to it, no tentative toe dipping to test the waters. They hadn't even been speaking to each other, in the hour leading up to meeting the black kid. So, despite a lifetime of being a prude, she up and suddenly decides to go apeshit...and it's with a black hitchhiker. Then, to top it off, she suddenly feels the need to both reveal and indulge fantasies of gay male sex, involving her husband, who's of course perfectly willing too. Riiiiiight. This was a decent premise, ruined by horrible story telling.
EspressoBolusabout 15 years agoWhen I saw the title, I was interested in reading your take on the great 1982 John Mellencamp (known as John Cougar at the time of the release of the album, American Fool). While the immaturity of the sad little husband may be interpreted as "Holding on to 16 as long as you can" I think the story flies in the face of the song's spirit. If you are going to disrespect good songs, choose one of Michael Jackson's.
Anonymousabout 15 years agoGood story! Was a surprise that Diane unloaded like that. Glad the cock was big and thick but wish I knew if it had big veins decorating it. Good that there was enough cum for them both, all three...actually, to share. I mean, the cum is so important. The way people deal with cum shows dedication and they really did. Don't pay any attention to the christian morality squad who hate stories like this.
