The Chauffeur

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Driving by, my headlights focused on a couple hiding between cars. A dark man with his pants bunched at his ankles leaned on the SUV on the left. An attractive female knelt before him. Her painted lips locked around his substantial manhood. Large hands held her head in place. She swallowed.

Moving past them, I parked two spaces away. 

Shortly, the passenger door opened. My wife slid in tucking her unfettered tits back into her dress. She reached over and kissed me with her lips parted. I tasted fresh cum. 

“Go to Joe’s Bar. I need more,” she directed.

 

Published 4 years ago

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