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“I know. I think I’ve gone insane.”

“Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Now get up here.” Pulling Kit from the ground, not carin’ who’s watchin’, I drape my woman over my lap. To distract her from the crowd of bikers doin’ post-wedding celebratory shit, I focus on us. All they’re gonna do is get drunk, eat, and maybe fuck. Big already pitched a bunch of tents over by the dog kennels and playground for anyone who needs a little privacy or time to sleep off the booze, since we don’t have enough rooms to house all our visitors.

I slip my hand up my woman’s shirt and palm her tit over a lacey bra.

Her mouth rounding in a gasp, Kit glances down at my naughty hand, doin’ whatever he wants. “Erik.” My name’s a curse upon her tongue, yet she doesn’t pull away.

At the mere sound of my real name comin’ from that pretty, little mouth, I get hard. To show her as much, I pull my erection between her thigh and my belly as she sits across me. As always, the fucker drips with precum. My woman doesn’t hesitate to rub her finger across the head to smear in the wetness before it makes a mess.

“I can’t believe you’re…” she trails off with a sigh.

“We’ve fucked a lot of times in public, love. Or don’t you remember?” I toss out, smiling at her and how much she likes to play with my cock. Even now, she continues to twirl her finger around the head, her nails painted black.

“That was a long time ago,” she counters.

“Yeah. It was. Now we’re married.” To further prove my point, I tap her ring finger and the ruby there.

She stares down at the gem. “We are.”

“You think anyone is gonna care where I fuck my old lady?”

“I don’t know.” She shrugs, all innocent and cute.

To show nobody gives a damn, I move Kit around ‘til she’s straddling my lap, my dick, hot and hard between us, her skirt bunched around her waist. Scootin’ her back just a smidge, I reach between us, push her lacey thong to the side, lift her up, and glide her walls down my cock. Stuffing her face into the side of my neck, she moans on the way down, stretching perfectly around my shaft, takin’ him to the hilt. I palm her ass cheeks and rock my dick in and out of my old lady’s perfect cunt.

“Erik,” she breathes hot and heavy in my ear.

“You okay?”

“Yes.” A shiver ripples through her body.

“You wanna stop?” All she has to do is say the word, and this ends.

“N-no.”

Good wife. Perfect wife. Sexy wife.

I rock her more, just enough to hit her G-spot with my piercing. “You wanna come all over your old man’s cock in front of all these people?”

Kit trembles at my words. “Erik.”

“Tell me, love. Tell me what you want.”

“The kids. I don’t…”

“There are no kids, love. They’re gone.” I wouldn’t have taken it this far otherwise.

“You… you sure?” she mutters.

So fuckin’ sweet.

“Yes, love. I’m positive.” When the parties start, the kids go home. Nobody here wants them subjected to adult content. Especially me.

“Adam?” she checks.

“He knows how this works, love. He’s not gonna be around to see anythin’.” That’s code for, I talked with him, told him what’s doin’, and he was more than cool with it. I’ve got a good kid.

“Promise?”

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