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She keeps looking over her shoulder and sees I’m getting closer, and I almost want to slow down so I can watch her beautiful ass as it bounces. But I want those lips on my cock. When she’s within feet of the car, I close in on her, and I push her against the passenger door, my front to her back, caging her in, both of us out of breath.
“I got you, wife.”
She groans, and I can’t wait to let her suck me off. I open the door, and she and I both remain calm so we don’t draw too much attention and so we can reclaim our breaths. When she’s in and buckled, I slide in my seat and start the car.
“Suck, baby,” I demand, and she eagerly obliges, turning to face me and bending down. My windows are tinted, so no one can see, but I start driving the second her lips touch my cock.
Fuck me, that’s good. So fucking good.
“Right there, baby. Oh yeah, such a good girl. Be a good little cum slut and take it all,” I praise and degrade her at the same time, and she moans around my cock. I nearly come. Fuck. She is sucking with a vigor that I haven’t seen from her before. It made her hot being chased like that, and that was just minimal effort. What would she do if we had more time and privacy to have fun with it?
I keep my eyes on the road and one hand on the wheel, but remembering this car has an option I’ve never bothered using before, I put it on autopilot, touching the screen for Home. When I get a hold of the back of her head, I push with force, and she gags loudly, my cock hitting the back of her throat, causing a new gush of saliva to coat me.
“That's right. Get it nice and wet, baby. Soak it for me. Suck me like your pussy would.”
She tightens her lips and pushes herself past the gagging stage, bobbing her head up and down fast, and that's when I lose it. I let go of the wheel, reach behind me to grab the head rest, and drop my jaw, moaning her name.
“Fuck, Emelia, swallow it all, baby.” I empty my cum down her throat, and she chokes over and over but never lets up. So fucking good.
When I have nothing left to give, she drops me from her mouth but doesn’t resurface. No, she stays there and licks my entire cock clean, even the few drops that hit my balls.
I twitch, already getting hard again.
“Shit. Emelia, come up, baby. Come here.” I want to save my next hard-on for her cunt.
She sits up, takes the tip of her wedding ring finger, and wipes at the corner of her mouth. Somehow, we are now in the parking garage of our building, and I am ready to take her inside. But she does something I don’t expect.
“Not yet. I don’t want this to go to waste.”
Looking at her confused, I suddenly realize what she means when she lifts her hand and shows me the cum that leaked onto it as she jerked and sucked me. Leaning back in her seat, she reaches that hand into her yoga pants and starts to finger herself.
“Holy fuck, Emelia.” That is the hottest fucking sight—her taking my cum and pushing into her cunt while she plays with herself.
“Jerk yourself off. Come again. Get off with me. Please,” she begs, tear stains now drying on her face as her hand works inside her pants. I grip my cock, and its already hard from the sight of her.
“You like this cock, baby? Like that it gets so fucking hard for you?”
“Mmmhmm,” she moans out.
“God, yes.”
“My fingers are too small. I need your big cock,il mio re.”
I swear when she calls me her king in Italian, I jerk harder without thought. I pick up speed to match her. She is working that pussy so fucking fast that I know she nor I will last. I want to look at her bottom half, but the real pleasure is in her eyes, and I can’t stop looking into them.
“Vieni per me, moglie." I don’t usually speak Italian to her, but this time when I do, she cries out. Her chest starts to rise and fall in choppy breaths, and then her thighs begin to shake, and before I know it, she’s gasping loudly.
“I’m coming. Fuck. Yes!” She fills the car with sensual cries of pleasure, and I come again, my cum pouring out like it didn't just minutes ago.
This fucking minx. She can make me do things I never thought were possible. I clean myself up the best I can, putting myself back in my pants after a few moments, then I lean over and reach my hand into her yoga pants. I go straight for her center and circle her hole, collecting her juice. She watches me intently as I pull my hand out and bring her sweet taste mixed with mine to my lips.
“Mine,” I say when I lick her from my finger. I dip my hand back in and repeat the motion, but this time, I don’t bring it to my mouth. Instead, I lift it to her lips and smear it all over them.
“Mine,” I reiterate, and she responds instantly.
“Yours.”
Damn fucking right.
