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"Mila," he breathed her name, his body too overwhelmed to manage anything else besides looking down at the beautiful woman who was sucking his soul through his iron stiff sex, his hand that was in her hair massaging her scalp and running through her soft, long silky brown curls that stopped in the high of her back.
Josh felt grateful but also frustrated that they had brought this scene to the car in the garage of their home, grateful because he wouldn't have to worry about their sons walking into their bedroom to the sight of their mother deep throating their father and said male parent encouraging the process with his hand in their mother's hair, pulling and pushing her head on and off his saliva covered sex, which to any unlucky viewer looked like he was roughly choking her which was half correct since Josh was slamming her head up and down Afters random amount of seconds past.
Yet, he was frustrated because they were in the damn car, in the passenger seat, well, he was, his wife was on her knees between his thighs but his frustration was for the fact, he couldn't do more not in this position, not in this current setting, he couldn't really pound his sex into her mouth without rocking the car because that would make noise, which would more than likely wake their kids.
Even more, Josh was frustrated because this was all they could do, he wasn't exactly a gentle lover with the ability to sink his hard sex into his wife's own wet one without making her a screaming mess or being gentle enough that the furniture they used to support them would not be moving fiercely to the point it would make anyone nearby believe there was an earthquake.
No, not really possible, so Josh could only grip the sides of her head controlling her rhythm as he moved her head fast, back and forth, his pleasure increasing in sound.
The burning need to push his hips up while pulling her head down was next to painful in his muscles.
The image of them outside the car, him on his feet, her on her knees her back against the car door, her head being pressed against it as he pounded his hips forward into her oral cavity and down into the hollow tube called her throat, he groaned knowing oh so strongly the harder he went, the more drenched she would get and the thought of going so hard that his own mind would believe he was assaulting her with how strongly he would thrust into her mouth, filling it his muscles now twitched and tensed to proceed with that fantasy right now.
He wanted to make her cry with heavy tears and remind her throat of it's gag reflex, he groaned, his mind thinking of how he would fill it until her body reacted into wanting to push him away because his sexual release would choke her with how much he knew he would erupt and he knew how drenched she would be.
He wouldn't hesitate to put her on her back on the front of this vehicle, strip her and pull her thighs apart then urgently bury his face against that aching, drenching part of her to suck, lick and greedily drink her clean, his tongue eagerly searching for more ignoring the withering of her body he knew she would be in.
He groaned and bit his bottom lip so hard it was about to bleed from the pressure and the burning need in his muscles won as his feet dug into the black leather mat under his wife's knees before he harshly pulled her head down at the same time his hips convulsed and shot up into her throat and he knew, only mere seconds, not even five and he was about to flood his wife's gastric juice with his seed.
He released a hiss, his fingers tightly wrapped around her long brown strands as he held the sides of her head down onto his sex with his ass off the seat, pressing his about to erupt sex if possible even deeper inside her oral passage.
The blood in his body surged hot and fast, his hips pulling back and shooting up, a moan ripping from his chest as he held her head in place and began to slam into her throat, his hips moving away fast then slamming into her mouth even faster, again, again, again, all the while moaning with each thrust of his hips.
Josh gripped her hair mercilessly as he jammed forward and held, pushing deep into her, a tremor coursing from his hips into his ready to erupt muscle his hands pulled her back and slammed her down, he was about to-- "papa?" Josh gasped for a whole different reason and as intense as his climax was about to take over, it was the same intensity that had evaporated, completely lost.
His ass dropped back into the seat, pulling his wife's head down onto his balls, his neck cracked with how fast it turned to the door that led into the garage, the door that was ajar and the hall light that they had turned off for extra security to hide them and let them know if it was turned on, they had seconds to wrap up and Josh was clearly hearing his approaching middle child.
He had half a minute at most and that was because he and Camila knew to keep the car lights off, keep the windows down a bit to reduce the heat they knew would be worked up in the car and keeping an ear open but also keeping the air conditioning on to actually make sure they didn't create a heat bomb and cause suspicions.
Josh groaned, he was holding Camila down so her lower lip was pressing into his balls, she was unfazed, she left the caring up to him because it was a rule between them, the one getting is the lookout, the one giving depends on the lookout to make sure they're not caught and as Camila hollowed her cheeks, her tongue feeling her husband's hard, dripping need for her and swallowing their mixed juices of his cream and her saliva, eyes having rolled back in bliss when he was dragging his orgasm kicking and screaming mentally and emotionally from pounding with full force into her eager mouth.
He was watching the door, enjoying the last seconds of being in his wife's mouth and he couldn't help how his hips eased forward and his hands pulled her back ever so slightly then smashed his hips forward and brought her head down at the same time even knowing that was the absolutely worst thing to do with one of his children about to find them but knowing his climax was behind barely closed doors because of that very fact only made it hotter.
He hissed and yanked his wife off, his head falling back on the head rest as his eyes looked at his saliva covered sex releasing a groan, eyes connecting with his wife's dark brown ones, he wanted her to suck him clean then hammer into her hot amazing mouth without care and she wanted to suck him hard, pull him deep into her throat and enjoy his beautiful cock nonstop.
Josh ran his fingers through her hair, quickly making it presentable, looking to the door then grabbing her head and slamming forward into her open mouth with a loud moan, pulling just as fast out of her, looking at his sex covered in even more of hot saliva. "Hurry and sit down," she did as told with a tremble and a glance to his cock then raising and crawling over him and the car gears and sitting in the car seat, the same time the garage door was pulled open.
Josh hurriedly covered himself in his jeans with trembling hands and buttoned up the same time his wife licked and wiped her mouth in the back of her hand and tapped dry with the rag she might need on her seat.
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