Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
“You like when I get crazy, don’t you, wife?” I grunt in her ear, biting on her sensitive spot under it.
“Yes, husband,” she pants, pushing her ass against my cock. I need to make this quick, but first, I need to keep my promise. I lift the edges up, revealing her ass cheeks as the middle rides her ass crack and soaking hot heat.
With a whisper of love, I pop my hand on one ass cheek. She cries out, leaning over the bed on her elbows.
“Micah,” she moans, parting her legs, waiting for me to give her more. I slap the other cheek, watching it jiggle and turn pink. Twice more I get each round mound.
Dropping to my knees, I slip my head between her legs, tasting her drenched pussy lips. Her pink hole is eager for me. I tongue her cunt while I get my cock out of my pants. She’s on the verge of coming for me. I want to be buried balls deep in her before her tight walls vibrate.
Once I’m free, I stand up and push the material out of the way and plunge into her heat. “Fuck,” I roar, coming straight against her womb as she cries out, choking my dick with her vice grip, coming at the same time.
Sweat coats us and I drop my head down on her back.
“Damn, babe. I’ll never get enough of you.” My dick jumps inside of her before I pull out. We have people outside waiting for us. Spinning her onto her back, I kiss her with possession. “You’re mine forever, Violet.”
“Yours, my love.” We kiss and I tuck myself away, washing up my hands before going back to the party.
I step back into the yard and get back to the grill. My boy has already taken care of the meat there while his mama took care of my meat.
“Damn, dad you’re sweating. Here’s a beer.” I pop it and down it in one long gulp.
I feel my wife before I see her. “It must be the heat,” she says, smirking up at me. My beer spills down my chin as I choke on her words. I have to calm down before I pay her back for that dirty mouth.
My son laughs and walks away.
“You’ve gotten something on your chin.” She reaches up and licks it. “I love when your face glistens when wet.”
“We’ll see whose chin is glistening later.”
“I hope it’s both of us, my lover.” I grab her in my arms and wave to my son. His mother and I need to have another talk.
THE END