Straight Male / 60
Parked Up In A Downpour
A few years ago had taken my sweet young wife away for a weekend in the north country.
We dressed up a bit, well she was a knockout in her red velvet and lace minidress, thigh highs and just a tiny g-string. We had a great and intimate dinner and made our way back to the inn where we were staying.
When we got there we parked behind the inn and the rain was coming down buckets.
We were getting the windows steamy with the mad kissing and groping we were doing in the darkened rainy yard.
I had my arm around my wife's shoulder and she sort of slung herself down and was rubbing my dick through my jeans and then getting them open so she could french me.
Meanwhile I'm reaching down rubbing the small of her back and keep going til I'm rubbing her damp little crack.
She's really sucking me off great and I keep some pressure on her tight hole and ease just the tip of my finger in her gorgeous ass.
I took her head in my other hand and brought her up so I could kiss her and taste the salty precum on her lips and pushed my tongue in her mouth where my cock had just been.
My wife is an incredible oralist, the sweetest blowjob ever. She kisses like she's sucking cock.
I'm still just gently fingering her and while we're kissing I ease my finger out of her arse and wrap my arm around her pulling her to my chest.
While I was moving my seat back to full recline and she was climbing over the shift console so she could ride on top, I couldn't resist and sucked my fingertip. That was so nasty and bestial and my dick was so hot and wet in her velvet pussy. She laid down to kiss and we're both moving our hips like a machine.
Sooner than I wanted I was rigid and blowing my load in her. She was breathing in little gaspy breaths and seemed to reach a peak then slowed her hips but kept in the saddle.
I think there was a flash of lightning but that could be my head dramatizing the memory, I can't say. I know the glass was so steamed we couldn't tell if it was still raining.
We could've been playing and fucking there for almost two hours and by then it had stopped and we went up to our room to pick up where we left off in the car.
Man that was a helluva weekend and she's some kind of wonderful.
We dressed up a bit, well she was a knockout in her red velvet and lace minidress, thigh highs and just a tiny g-string. We had a great and intimate dinner and made our way back to the inn where we were staying.
When we got there we parked behind the inn and the rain was coming down buckets.
We were getting the windows steamy with the mad kissing and groping we were doing in the darkened rainy yard.
I had my arm around my wife's shoulder and she sort of slung herself down and was rubbing my dick through my jeans and then getting them open so she could french me.
Meanwhile I'm reaching down rubbing the small of her back and keep going til I'm rubbing her damp little crack.
She's really sucking me off great and I keep some pressure on her tight hole and ease just the tip of my finger in her gorgeous ass.
I took her head in my other hand and brought her up so I could kiss her and taste the salty precum on her lips and pushed my tongue in her mouth where my cock had just been.
My wife is an incredible oralist, the sweetest blowjob ever. She kisses like she's sucking cock.
I'm still just gently fingering her and while we're kissing I ease my finger out of her arse and wrap my arm around her pulling her to my chest.
While I was moving my seat back to full recline and she was climbing over the shift console so she could ride on top, I couldn't resist and sucked my fingertip. That was so nasty and bestial and my dick was so hot and wet in her velvet pussy. She laid down to kiss and we're both moving our hips like a machine.
Sooner than I wanted I was rigid and blowing my load in her. She was breathing in little gaspy breaths and seemed to reach a peak then slowed her hips but kept in the saddle.
I think there was a flash of lightning but that could be my head dramatizing the memory, I can't say. I know the glass was so steamed we couldn't tell if it was still raining.
We could've been playing and fucking there for almost two hours and by then it had stopped and we went up to our room to pick up where we left off in the car.
Man that was a helluva weekend and she's some kind of wonderful.
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