John and I had been married for six years and he had a nice job that kept us comfortable, even with my upper graduate loan payments. I wasn’t going to waste my degree being a housewife, John finally agreed that I could find employment, especially since it would help pay off my debt. John and I had great sexual relations when first married. Maybe it was my studies and his work schedule that made our sex life dwindle. Now, I was usually the one to initiate sex. Usually I would begin to stroke his cock and balls while in bed and then when he was erect, he became very active for about an hour. Many mornings, I thought about his morning erections and waking him with a blow-job. I keep thinking that if I did that, we would never get out of bed in time to get him off to work. For some reason, I never thought about Saturday and Sunday mornings. Tonight, we were celebrating my degree with honors and during the ride home in the cab, I had unzipped his pants and gave him a blow-job and didn’t care if the driver could see me bobbing indian my head in my husbands lap. John kept trying to push me away saying, “The driver, he will see you.” I didn’t care, Fingering I just vacuumed his cock like a common slut until he filled my mouth and throat with his sperm. We got into the house and John said, “Sally, you never did anything like that in public.” I licked my lips and looked at john with a smile and said, “Public, smublic, it was just the cab driver. I’m sure he sees blow-jobs in the back of his cab hundreds of times. Get over it, I’ll do it again when I feel like it.” Our love life needed a boost somehow. I had become frustrated for too long and knew it was up to me to liven up our lives. Over the years, my only orgasms were from his tongue and lips sucking and licking my pussy, a rare occasion, Babes but an orgasm I welcomed. I did enjoy when he would insert his cock into me, but that had become ‘fast and furious’ leading to his soon snoring next to me in bed. I was sexually exasperated, I wanted that euphoric feeling of an orgasm I was familiar with through masturbation, my saving grace for sexual well-being. I started undressing as I was running to the bedroom and I yelled back, “IF YOU WANT SOME OF THIS PUSSY, BETTER HURRY WHILE IT’S LEAKING.” John didn’t waste time as he chased me to the bedroom and we both fell on the bed naked as I said, “That made me so hot, if our ride was any longer, I would have sat on your lap with your cock in my pussy. That would have made the cabby’s day.” John tried to laugh, but I pulled his head into my pussy to keep his tongue busy. I was lucky, John fucked me twice that night. I switch into the left lane and floor it. My orgasm hit that wonderful peak. He was the best companion I’d had to this point which Fingering did make it easier to talk with him. He grinned at me and nodded again. She huffed weakly while she watched his face, seeming to love the sadistic glint in his eyes more than the agony itself. Finally she spoke: I’ll try indian not to get to much water in your hair. That would make a great story. “Oh my fuck yes, lick that ass and pussy, make me fucking cum!!” She requested, and who was I to let her down? That night I talked my husband into having sex with me and like always he came and passed out. Emma did much of the same in return, her hands sliding over my ass. Before I got out of the cart, I leaned over and kissed Vickie. “Yes, JD, you can. I held my hand out helping Jill out of the limo. He grabs my arms and yanks me up as Mandy puts a chair down. Carl and I couldn't speak about it until Wednesday. "Somehow it seems there might be a short circuit in your information, her spanking won't be for the poop episode." We Babes filed into the room which had a bathroom immediately on the left. "Scan for any evidence of any of the original inhabitants of Owt Los. It's too much for me. I grab Ellen's waist and pull her up with my cock still deep in her asshole. Bryan was smirking, tapping his cock against an open palm. Candy pursed her lips and released a puff of air.