Alice jerked on the bed. I must have looked
foolish, standing there at the end of the bed, my
dick stiff and leaking while my wife lay like a dead
person on the biggest, blackest cock I had ever
seen. The sheriff put us both in his car and drove us about five
miles into the woods, to a small cabin. When she had it stiff and lubricated
by her cunt juices she got off and leered at me. Her hips
started to wiggle up and down a little. “Jesus, are you serious?”
“Do you want another dui?”
“Shit, Alice will kill me if I even suggest anything.”
“That’s up to you Mr Johnson. I tried to back up
but the leg clamp wouldn’t move. That slish, slish sound his hand is making as it goes in
and out of her cunt is driving me crazy. My pussy already misses you.”
I knew enough not to argue. I didn’t last long but it felt good
to fuck Alice. I couldn’t believe how big his cock was
getting. Hoping didn’t work. shithead. Alice gulped and said
“Shit, it’s longer than your’s and it’s still soft, oh shit.”
The sheriff just grinned and got on the bed. I still have your cum
coating my mouth.”
Shit, I’ve never heard my wife talk like that. Now
she is squeezing both his balls, her upper body
supported by the big cock in her mouth.
