I apologize for the missing posts over the weekend. I had posted one Friday, but I found out today that WordPress apparently ate it…and not in a good way. My weekend never really happened due to work, but it was not all bad and there will be some interesting posts to come from it. Rather than making four seperate posts I thought I would just make one larger, four hundred word post to cover Friday through Monday.
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Michael was instantly lost in the pleasures of Diane’s mouth on his cock. She slowly bobbed up and down the length of his shaft, her tongue moving about as though it had a mind of it’s own. He wanted to put a hand on her head, entangle his fingers in her hair and slowly fuck her mouth, but to do so would most likely have killed them both. Having both hands on the wheel was torture, but it made it easier to maintain some sense of control as he left the main roads and took the back way to the office.
Diane enjoyed going down on her husband, but she loved going down on Michael. Its not that his cock was any bigger or that he tasted any better, but she knew he wanted it more. Fifteen years of marriage had made her husband complacent and he took her for granted. She had been trying to bring the passion back into their bedroom, but nothing had worked. When she found out that he had been sleeping with their neighbor she had cried for days. Only the pending new job had stopped her from falling apart all together. She hadn’t left the man, but the sex had become even more stale.
“We’re getting close,” he moaned as he looked at the GPS and eased up on the gas a little. Diane responded by sucking harder while her mouth and hand slid up and down his cock, faster and faster. Michael checked his rear-view mirror and spotted no one behind him, so when he stopped at the last stop sign before the parking garage came into view he threw it into park and placed his hands in her hair. She loved the feel of urgency his hand conveyed and felt his cock thicken in her mouth as she took the head of his cock into her throat.
“Oh God,” Michael moaned as he came hard. As soon as the first stream splashed against her throat she pulled back, holding only the tip in her mouth while her hand stroked his length furiously. His hips jerked as he tried to fuck her mouth uncontrollably, but her grip was firm and not an inch more entered her mouth. Diane swallowed as fast as she could, enjoying the feel of his seed in her mouth as she took it all in. The control she had over him at that moment was nice, but she longed to be controlled by him and wanted to make it happen.