I Really Do It To Please My Husband
My husband had a thing last year about me dressing up. He came home one day with a school dress. He had no trouble getting my size, as I’m under five feet tall. He got me white knee socks too, and the school shoes. He couldn’t wait for me to put them on. It was a Friday evening, and after a couple of glasses of wine, I took off my makeup, put my hair in bunches and put them on. I couldn’t believe his reaction. The dress was button through, a bit short. I had no underwear on, and with my ‘hollywood’ down there, felt like a child. He sat on the sofa, trousers down, his little hard on, balls tight, ready to ***…..
Suddenly he said….’let’s go for a drive!!!’
I told him I’ll get dressed, but he said
‘no, go like that’
I was a bit shocked, but put on a coat and went.
He seemed to know where he was going and we ended up in a car park in a wood just inside the M25 on the outskirts of London. He had prearranged this, I was sure. The place appeared to be deserted, but after I had got out of the car and took my coat off, two black guys appeared from the only other car in the car park and began walking towards the car. They smiled and came over. I recognised one of them as a guy that works at my husbands company, on the shop floor. I had told my husband that I fancied him in the past.
The car door was open and I was trying to cover my legs, as the dress was so short.
‘Show them your legs Mary’ my hubby said.
As I pulled my dress up, the guy I didn’t recognise undid his jeans and let them fall to his knees. He had no underwear but his thing was hanging semi hard over a huge pair of balls.
He was circumcised. I was fascinated with this as I has never seen a circumcised **** in the flesh. It was around eight inches long, thick, a slightly lighter shade towards the tip.
He moved closer to me, his thing hanging inches from my face and put his hand between my legs. I was wet, I knew that, and I wanted it inside me. I took him in my mouth and turned so that my hubby could see. I began to put on a show for him, trying to get as much of him in my throat as I could. As I began to gag on his hardening thickness, he grabbed my bunches and forced himself into my throat. Saliva was actually coming from my nose as he ****** my mouth, he gave four or five more deep thrusts. I was nearly sick. Then, he groaned, pulled from my mouth and spunked all over my face hair and dress. Just when I thought he he’d finished, so another spurt came.
The other guy was wanking all the time this was going on, and when the stranger moved out of the way he did the same as the first, but wanking the base of his **** as I struggled to get my mouth round it. Suddenly, he too groaned, as his glans forced my teeth apart. He spunked heavily into my mouth.
They both scurried off. I still had a mouthful of black mans ***** in my mouth, and my hubby had a hard on that needed wanking off. As I did this, I gave my hubby a kiss, and a snowball as he came.