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Dancing with a Friend
Date: 2/20/2017, Categories: Fetish, Taboo Author: robd1, Source: xHamster
... my husband to discover that my pussy was filled with another man’s cum. "Just a quick fuck." My husband pushed now that he was fully aroused. "I really don’t feel like it." I insisted "I’ll get on top, it will only take a minute." He said not helping his case. "Fine, just hurry up." I gave in knowing that it was going to happen either way. My husband got up on his knees and slid off his boxers exposing his hard six inch cock. He spread my legs and climbed on top of me letting his dick slid into my pussy. "Damn baby! You pussy is soaking wet!" he commented, not knowing that his dick was being coated by another man’s cum. "Your pussy feels so good! It’s never been so wet before!" he moaned as he continued pumping his dick in and out of my cum filled pussy. After having John’s huge dick fill my pussy I could barely feel my husband’s cock when he was all the way inside me. Even though my husband’s small cock didn’t bring much pleasure, the thought of him fucking me after John filled my pussy with cum was turning me on. "Oh god, you’re pussy is going ...
... to make me cum!" He moaned pumping his dick in and out of my pussy faster and faster. "Yea, baby. I want to see you cum all over my stomach!" I whispered into his ear not wanting him to cum inside me. I didn’t want John to change his mind about fucking again tonight because another man’s cum was in my pussy. "Oh fuck! I’m cuming!" He moaned as he pulled his dick out of my pussy, shooting his load all over my stomach. I lay still beneath him unenthused until he finished milking cum out of his dick. "That was so hot baby!" he said before flopping onto the bed next to me. "Sure, baby." I sighed wanting to tell him the real reason I wanted him to cum on my stomach was because I was planning on getting fucked later that night, and wanted to keep my pussy clean for the other guy. "So you liked how wet my pussy was tonight?" I asked looking over at my husband to find him fast asl**p like he usually was right after sex. It was probably for the better that he was asl**p; because of my mood there was a very good chance I would have told him exactly why I was so wet.