" Chris stammered."I will fix that as soon as we get on the highway." I saidThis car was fast I just found out as we made our way quickly onto the roa...d. Chris was moving his hand closer to my legs rather quickly. His touch was electric. He massaged my thigh and I adjusted the way I was sitting so his hand could find my pussy. Within seconds he had plunged two fingers in my cunt. I twisted around in my seat to allow for his advances. We turned onto the ramp to I25. He pulled his hands out of my. He needs more friction, he needs so much more. She is enjoying teasing him with every stroke, flicking her tongue across his slit, collecting his precum. She loves the slightly salty taste of him, not too bitter. It's perfect. She starts to pick up her pace a little. She wonders if she will be able to take all of him if he spills into her mouth. It's not something she has been able to do before. But for him, she would be willing to try. His hands move from her shoulders to her head. He starts. He’s usually the one who plans the evening, but this time I made the reservations at a hotel restaurant and booked a room for us upstairs. I bought him one of the usual Valentine’s Day gifts – a pair of black silk boxers with red hearts on them and an Italian watch he’d been eyeing for the past three months. Aside from me doing all the planning, everything was going as usual. I was wearing a backless shin-length red dress with spaghetti straps resting on my shoulders. It was made from a. Inside my mouth his cock went. I could taste his precum on the tip along with the scent of my wife, which lingered down all the way to his jock. I rolled my tongue around the head just as my wife used to tell me to. It tasted wonderful, slightly bitter, but creamy.The further in his cock went into my mouth the more I could taste my wife. Her scent and juices help to lubricate his cock as I sucked it.It tasted slightly musky, mixed in with sex and a hint of semen, evidently leaking from the.