Happy Anniversary!

It's my anniversary! I've been married to the same man for well, a few years. I have to come up with ideas on how to keep it fresh, because if I get bored, I'll screw anything with a pulsing hard member! I love attention! And I love being watched. We had sex in the parking lot after a concert once. Under the street light. I gave a great show, I'm sure of it. Anyway, I'm getting ready for our date tonight.

I got a sexy lacy crotch less bodysuit. It just has holes that my tits poke through. I'm all shaved up and topping it off with a tiny red dress and black do me heels. I'm seriously making myself wet just thinking about the night ahead. It's not enough that my nipples will be shinning through this sheer top, but no doubt, he'll be able to smell the musk from my wet spot. I can see it now, he'll barely make it through dinner. We'll leave the restaurant fighting that bulge in his pants. Excuse me while I daydream...

We barely make it ot the car and as I think he's being sweet opening my car door, he spins me around and pushes me to bend over onto the seat. He pushes up my shirt and releases his throbbing unit, shoving it quickly into me. He just slams it into me several times, hard and fast as we start gathering attention from other patrons.

He's so excited that it doesn't take long until that final thrust with his love muscle spitting straight into me. We compose ourselves and begin the drive home. I didn't even have to do anything, he was already hard again, so I decide to clean off this beautiful sight with my mouth.

He loves my mouth. He loves to feel the back of my throat. He loves it when I gag, just a little bit, and he loves it when I swallow. I love the way he loses control as he slides himself into my throat.