"Ahh…" I moaned as Emily stroked my dick, her fingers gliding over with a touch that was soft but electric, sending little shocks up my spine.
Her grip was firm yet gentle, teasing just right, and I could feel every nerve lighting up under her hand.
She tilted her head toward her husband, who sat there, his hand already grazing over his own dick, stroking slow like he couldn't help himself. She flashed him a smile—wide, smug, dripping with satisfaction—like she was showing off how much she was loving this, loving in her hands.
Then she leaned down, her dark hair falling forward as she took my dick into her mouth.
"Ahhh… baby…" I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut as the warmth of her enveloped , wet and hot, pulling in deep. My hand moved on instinct, brushing through her hair, fingers tangling in the soft strands as her mouth worked over. Her lips slid down my heated shaft, slick and tight, and she swirled her tongue around the tip, teasing the sensitive spot that made my whole body tense.
"Ohh fuck yeah… Emily…" I moaned, the words spilling out as the pleasure hit hard.
It felt so damn good, her blowjob smooth and practiced, like she knew exactly what she was doing. She sucked all the way in, her mouth stretching around , then pulled back slow, letting her tongue drag along the underside.
My head tipped back, a low groan rumbling out as she switched it up—opening her mouth wide and sucking from the side, licking my dick like it was a lollipop, her tongue flicking over in long, wet strokes.
"Ahhh yeahhh…" I moaned louder, my hips twitching up toward her as the sensation built.
My dick started pulsing, twitching hard in her mouth, the pressure coiling tight in my gut—I was close, so damn close.
She took deeper again, the *gwak, gwak* sound filling the air as she bobbed her head, sloppy and relentless, her spit mixing with my precum, dripping down my shaft.
Her hand slid lower, rubbing my balls, rolling them gentle but firm in her palm as she kept sucking, her mouth and fingers working in sync.
"Fuck, you're gonna make cum…" I groaned, my voice rough, my hand tightening in her hair as she pushed right to the edge, her wet heat driving wild.
She humd against , the vibration buzzing through my dick, and glanced up at with those sultry eyes, daring to let go while her husband watched, his own hand moving faster now,
The heat was building fast, coiling tight inside my hardened dick as Emily worked over.
"Ahh… I'm about to cum… ahh…" I moaned, my voice shaking as the pressure hit its peak.
She didn't hold back, sucking deep with no restraint, her lips locked around while her hand massaged my balls, rolling them in her palm like she was coaxing it all out. My hips twitched, chasing her mouth, the wet heat driving wild.
Her husband sat there, his strokes picking up speed now, his hand moving over his own dick as he watched, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts.
Afa leaned against the edge of the couch-bed, fully naked, smirking at the whole twisted show unfolding in front of her.
"Look at you all," she teased, her voice light but edged with amusent. "Having the ti of your lives, huh?"
"Ahhh… I am…" I started, my words cutting off as I grabbed Emily's head with both hands, fingers digging into her hair.
I pushed my dick deep into her throat, holding her there.
"Fuck…!!!" I groaned loud as the orgasm slamd into , a hot rush spilling out as I released all my sen inside her mouth, pulse after pulse flooding her.
Emily's eyes widened, a little shock flashing in them, but I kept her head still, my grip firm as I rode it out.
"Ahh… so good… ahhh…" I shivered, my whole body trembling in the aftermath, little jolts sparking through as I caught my breath.
Slowly, she pulled back, her lips sliding off with a wet pop, my dick springing free. Saliva and thick ropes of my cum dripped from it, glistening under the club lights as she sat up.
Emily's mouth was still full, her cheeks puffed slightly as she held my load of cum in her mouth.
She turned her head to her husband, locking eyes with him, and tilted her chin up slow, dramatic, like she was putting on a show.
With a deliberate gulp, she swallowed it all down, her throat working as it slid past, just to rub it in his face.
"So fucking good…" she said, her voice low and commanding, a tease aid straight at him. "And so much quantity—unlike soone I know." She shot him a look, serious and sharp, before turning back to with a warm, sly smile.
"Did you enjoy my taste?" I asked, grinning as I reached for her, pulling her close into my arms.
I kissed her hard, tasting myself on her lips, the mix of her spit and my cum still lingering.
"I loved it," she murmured against my mouth, her hands sliding up my chest as she pressed herself into .
Our bodies molded together on the couch-bed, her curves fitting against like a puzzle piece. She wrapped her legs around my waist, locking in tight, her fingers threading through my hair as she kept kissing , deep and slow, her tongue flicking against mine.
"You enjoying too much...ready to show the main main dish to your husband" I teased, breaking the kiss for a sec to catch her eye, my hands roaming down her back, squeezing her ass.
"Always has been," she replied, giggling softly before diving back in, her lips hungry as she held my head, keeping close, the two of us tangled up while her husband and Afa watched from their own little corners of the chaos.
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