Page 104 of Ryder

“Exactly.”

I don’t stop her from loosening my belt, unbuttoning my jeans, or unzipping me as I shift so she can yank them down, along with my briefs. But when my dick springs free, she grasps it in one hand and wastes no time swiping her tongue over my tip.

I jolt in the seat, gripping my hands on the wheel.

“Holy fuck,” I mutter.

She grins around my cock, working me in her palm as she licks it like a lollipop. Within seconds, she’s taking more of me into her mouth and I know I’m not gonna last. I never do when she has her mouth on me like this.

I grip her hair, guiding her up and down as she moans softly. “Bet you’re wet, aren’t you, Sugar?”

She nods, because I sure as fuck don’t let her off.

“I bet you wanted me to take you in that parish, like the bad girl you are.”

She garbles and grips my base harder. I close my eyes, trying not to ram down her throat, but it feels too good.

“Look at my wife, takin’ her old man’s dick like a fuckin’ angel,” I groan. “Should’ve brought those wings, fucked you with them on against the hood.”

She garbles again, and then grabs my balls with her other hand. I’m done. I’m like a goddamn school kid, barely able to contain it. One more stroke of her mouth over me and I’m toast.

Before I can even blink, rapid streams of cum shoot out of me down her throat and she groans, almost as loud as I do, as she takes it all down.

I’m hot and clammy, needing her tits out so I can play with them while she rides me in the seat. That’s my fantasy right there. “I couldn’t wait,” I confess. “Felt so good.”

“I like this game,” she breathes, sliding off my dick. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, her eyes hooded.

“Yeah?”

She nods.

“Show me those pretty tits, naughty wife.”

She wastes no time discarding her sweater and her top, yanking her bra down as I slide my chair back. Crystal climbs into my lap and I cup her tits. She watches me as I suckle one hard peak into my mouth, tweaking the other as she groans. Her body drives me insane.

“Your pussy wet, baby?”

“Yes.”

“You wanna get yourself off on my dick until I’m hard again?”

“Fuck yes.”

Thankfully she’s wearing a skirt, even though I know how calculating she is and probably wore it on purpose. I reach under the hem and yank her panties aside to feel her.

She wasn’t lying.

“Fuck,” I mutter. “You’re soakin’.”

“I want your cum inside me.” She tips her head back as I pull on both her nipples, moving my mouth to the other one, paying it the same attention.

I suckle, loving how good she feels. I rub my fingers through her wetness, nudging her clit as she gasps. “Does my baby need some relief?”

“I need your dick.”

“Patience,” I admonish, smacking her ass cheek.

She spreads her legs wider, then tilts her hips as I rest back, palming her tits with one hand, circling her clit with the other. Her cheeks flush and she moans like my good girl, tipping her head back as she orgasms. And my, my, is it a sight to behold.

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