Sendoff
Monday morning, I’m off to a business conference, so hubby gives me a proper sendoff.
Skirt bunched around my waist, panty-less, hubby’s mouth slathers my clit. Fingers gripping his hair, hips pumping, I squirm, squeal, and shudder, leaking lady cum onto his tongue. Ding! “Ah, my Uber. Just in time.” I stand, wipe, and smooth my skirt, grabbing roller bag and coffee. “Tha fuck!?” The hard dick poking through hubby’s boxers will have to wait the week. “You got a sendoff blowjob last month. I only got a mout...