Thread: Cucking for My Husband (Kassy & Jr Wizard)

It felt like ages since Rob had cut loose like this and he was probably enjoying it even more than Jen. Much like he expected she was quick to grind up on him and even though he was a touch off balance from all the drinks he had no trouble keeping up with the significantly smaller woman. That line only works for you because you're a woman, can you imagine if a man tried to say something like that to you? Rob couldn't help but laugh off the produce line, assuming that Jen was still just being playful with him and not at all assuming that his wife had specifically asked her to fuck him. As he dipped her down he none the less let both his hands find her ass, giving her toned rump a firm squeeze, both hands getting a good fill of her round ass. Rob wasn't dense, he could feel the heat radiating off of her womanhood already, yet he still didn't think to push his luck, the girl was his wife's best friend and until she made moves on him proper he wasnt going to fall into some trap Kassy had set for him. Still when he legs locked around his own he got a fair bit harder, the dress pants now straining against his cock, wanting nothing more than to allow the large organ its freedom. Are you trying to make your best friend's husband give you an orgasm in public? Rob's eyebrow raised but at this point based on the heat passing her lips and the look in her eyes Rob knew to believe her. She wanted him badly and in no fake manner. Well let me help you then, He leaned forward himself to whisper in her ear, giving it a bite as his hand slipped between her legs. The thong stood no chance, easily pushed to the side as two fingers found her already dripping clit. Each movement as compounded by the fact that she was on one leg, the movement of the dance floor still twisting them around, meaning every push and roll of her sensitive button was unique, powerful, unlike any she had ever experienced. She aint so lovely these days, skank's gone and left me, a good fuckin' with you will set me straight! Jame's lips curled together into a smile as he yanked her closer, squeezing her hip tighter and flattening hee sizeable tits against him once more. This time he pulled her forward so that her breasts pressed flat against his own surprisingly muscular chest. His hands moved down to her ass properly now, lifting the skirt up slowly as he inched her away from the table and toward the wall, pushing her against the less well lit wall and out if direct eyesight. It was good she was out of Rob's sight, but also terrible. His hands began to wander her ass, slowly lifting her already short skirt higher and higher up her ass. She couldn't call for help from Rob, she was effectively trapped. Still the image of his wife and how Rob had always talked about her was almost as obvious. Suddenly his fingers hit gold as they pressed against her slightly damp pussy lips. Oh you weren't lying, you really are a whore aren't you? James breath was growing more ragged as he revealed her entire ass, his thick fingers starting to massage the very entrance to her pussy. She could smell the booze on her breath, even more so when he pushed her tight against the wall and leaned forward in an attempt to lock lips, the outline of his cock distinct against her leg through his pants.