Your words almost a hiss as you tell me yesssss... moving... my hands on the head board... I kneel down... my knees on either side of you... as I slow...y lower my pussy to your mouth... brushing it across your lips... your tongue eagerly wanting it... pulling back slightly... then lowering myself again.this time... your tongue plunging into me as my body shudders... my juice stream down your tongue as you plunge in deeper... holding tightly to the head board... i move with your tongue.... She was moaning hard and made me moan too a bit. We fucked in this positing for around 5 minutes. I wanted to come over so I asked her and she obliged very nicely. She lay down on the seat with her face to me and I inserted my rod again. This was the best thing I ever had. It was more fun in the car rather than in the bedroom.I asked her if she wants to go out and have sex on the road to which she denied as it was not safe. We fucked in different positions for around 15 minutes. We were fucking. I moved the dildo faster in and out of my sex, moaning with every stroke, imagining it as my husband’s erect cock wanting to cum inside me. I pushed it harder and deeper into my pussy and rubbed my clit faster. I started to moan loudly as I climaxed, pushing it faster. I exploded in an orgasm, the feeling of warmth and sex spreading over my body. “Natalia?” My husband’s voice rang out from the door of our bedroom. I glanced at his crotch and sure enough there was a large bulge of his 8-inch. My stomach gave a small flutter. I raised an eyebrow and said, “Why? Does this relate to your ability to integrate into the community and become a contributing member of society?”He gave a sexy side smile and tilted his head. “It relates to my ability to get you a Christmas present. Isn’t that the kind of thing clients do? Seriously, what do you like?”“Lindt balls.” The words were out before I could stop myself. I felt the blood rushing to my cheeks. Why the hell had I said that? Lindt.