Suddenly she pulled forward breaking our kiss and I slipped out of her. Just as I was about to say something she slowly started crawling down my body ...issing and licking all the way. When she got to my cock she pushed it to back of her throat and then started bobbing up and down like a maniac. When she knew I was close she slipped all the way off me and licked down the front of my cock until she sucked my balls into her mouth. As she suckled my balls she attempted to spread my legs for better. But Stephen also thought of how much he genuinely cared for his wife. He certainly wasn't over the fact that she had slept with his father and been impregnated. But he did still have strong feelings for her."OK," Paige said. "We can go home, Sweetheart." She turned and moved to grab her husband's briefcase which sat next to the sofa, so they could head for home. Then something caught her eye."Stephen, whose trench coat is that?" Stephen's heart fell to his feet. "It's not yours." Carly had. I speed up just a little and your gasps, the grip or your legs and your arms holding me tight signal another shuddering orgasm within you. This time I can’t hold back either, I feel the tightening of my balls, I push deep inside you and hold it as my cock throbs, each pulsing movement releasing a jet of my hot cum within you. We remain locked for a short while, and then slowly I withdraw from you and roll onto my back. You lay there exhausted briefly and I allow you to recover a little before. “Um, this is all innocent, officer, I swear.”The cop stood, glaring at her.“Yeah? Innocent in what way? Are you protesting? Planning a flash mob?” she asked.“No, um, I made a bet with my husband. I lost, and this is my punishment.”“Your punishment of losing a bet with your husband is to stand in Union Station in a clown suit?” she asked, confused and unimpressed.“Yeah, let’s see if I can make this brief, without getting too, um, explicit.”A vibration shot through her, and she shuddered in.