- How are we going? I asked my wife when we left the Kakadu. - Mm-I vvvno ravno. Yes, the result of cocktail tasting was excellent. My wife very uncertainly moved her legs, covered with thin stockings. Light short dress playfully developed under the breath of light breeze. Summer night fascinated. Leninsky Prospekt was burning with multi-colored lights, glittering cars were flying by.

I waved my hand - the yellow taxi, squeaking with brakes, stopped. Behind the wheel sat a very plump horse with a noble gray hair on his head. We quickly agreed on a price and I began to load my loved one into the backseat, which was already fully delivered. I sat down next to her. We went. The driver turned out to be friendly, constantly juggling something.

I asked not to rush - the night streets were beautiful. My wife fell on my shoulder, my dress was slightly over-tangled, my knees were playfully set apart. I was already wound up at the club, where she was very relaxed dancing with two very dark young men. Now I added the appreciative glance of this Caucasian noticed by me, who attentively followed the movement of her body when I loaded my wife in the car and I was completely captured by a wave of excitement

I put my arm around her shoulders and kissed her with a long deep kiss. She answered passionately, clasping my neck. The driver somehow stopped for a minute, telling another story. I looked up from my wife's hot lips and looked at him. He smiled knowingly and nodded with his gray head, as if stating our occupation.

I gently leaned over my spouse's moist, parted lips and gently rubbed his tongue over them, continued the deep kiss. My wife completely went limp in my arms, her body began to tremble. Having settled down comfortably on the seat, I pulled my wife's trembling body toward me. Now it turned out that she was reclining on the seat. Without ceasing to kiss her, I began to stroke her leg, gradually raising my hand higher and higher. Soon my la don touched the stocking gum. I pulled away from her lips, she exhaled deeply. The driver looked around, looked at me, at his wife ...

Several times at night, in time for preludes, we fantasized together how she would show her intimate places to strangers who would not only look but take her later. All this was terribly exciting for her, but she was always embarrassed to realize these fantasies. I was so excited by her behavior in the club that I just could not stand to show all her charms to this Southerner now.

My hand was already stroking the thin fabric of her panties. I threw back the hem of the dress. Lace panties tightly wrapped around her tummy. Putting my hand into her panties, my fingers just sank in her juices. Big lips were on-thump and half-opened. I ran my finger up from the entrance of the vagina up, found a large pea of ​​her clitoris and lightly rolled it with my finger. Moans of pleasure burst from her chest.

- I'll show him your pussy now. Do you want him to see your lips? - I whispered to my wife in my ear. She closed her eyes and shook her head negatively, blushing. - No, you want me to show him your wet pussy - I whispered to her, exhaling warmly into her ear.

My wife, without opening her eyes, groaned and buried her face in my chest, as if hiding her eyes from shame. With my fingers, which were in her panties, I felt that at that moment her vagina was reduced and just splashed with juices.

The car stopped at a traffic light. The driver turned around and carefully considered the spouse, mostly below the waist. I looked at him and smiled. - Harosha girly! - He said, without blinking, looking at her spouse, who answered with moans of my every movement with a finger between the wet lips of her vagina. An impatiently signaled car behind. We drove on. The house was not far away.

I began to pull off her panties.My wife helped me take them off completely and began to unbutton my pants. Soon my hard cock was free. She wrapped her arm around him and leaned toward him with her mouth slightly open. “He's so big and hard!” She whispered. The driver turned and grinned. The wife met his eyes for the first time and turned away in embarrassment. Her vagina did not hesitate to respond with a new portion of the secret, which immediately reached for my fingers with a trickle. I turned her to the member, which she continued to easily stroke the entire length. She licked a droplet from the head of the penis and began to caress him with her wonderful mouth. To be more comfortable, I moved to the very corner of the seat and pulled her to me. She leaned over and continued. I began to quietly lift her dress on his back, exposing her ass. Suddenly, she released a member of his mouth and loudly stoned. I saw how in a businesslike and unceremoniously healthy driver's hand was easy on her crotch. Wife cum loudly.

I sat down on the seat more comfortably and put my wife on my knees, facing forward, and introduced her to my whole depth. Under her loud moans, I soon released a good portion of sperm into her. She was close to orgasm, but I decided not to let her come.

We drove up to the house itself, and we live near the forest park. The driver looked at us and distracted, but waved his hand.

My wife continued to sit on my lap with her legs apart with her eyes closed. A stream of white liquid stretched out of her half-opened lips over the tender skin of her thigh. I stuck my hand and began to roll her big clitoris with my finger. She moaned loudly. The car stopped near the forest park, on the one hand the forest, on the other - a wasteland.

The driver turned around. Right in front of his face was my wife's face. Lips parted, hot breath. She opened her eyes and at that moment a healthy hand lay confidently on her stomach. In the eyes of his wife was a mixture of fear, shame and lust. It absolutely did not bother the Caucasian. His fat fingers brazenly walked the entire length of her genital slit. I removed my hand, giving him a place. Loud moans filled the car, but not for long. Making sure that the “girl of the gotov-va”, he removed his hand and climbed heavily out of the car. I wondered what would happen next.

He opened our door and pulled his hand gently and tightly. My wife leaned forward. I helped her out and went out through another door. He put her cancer on the seat, putting her charms in the door, and lowered his sweat pants.

His cock struck me - he was big dark and very thick, with a purple head. Even in a state of not complete erection, he made a strong impression. Looking at this monster, I had no idea how he would fit into my wife. Noticing that I was looking at his dick, he smiled rather, nodded to me, that I came up. I came closer. His fingers were in full swing into his wife's vagina, which was swaying seductively with her ass. Moisture dripped from her vagina and mixed with my sperm.

- Aw, good girl! Swag! Harasho! With his thumbs, he confidently opened her big lips and put his head to the entrance to the vagina. Wife froze. He pressed harder and soon the head with difficulty, despite the fact that everything was squishing it, entered into it. I stood, fascinated by the spectacle, like the shiny, swollen from the flush of blood, the labia of my beloved spouse, tightly clutching the thick, veined, dark trunk. He began to slowly, enjoying, enter it to the very foundation and go out almost completely. The wife simply lost all sense of reality from the surging pleasure. She was no longer just moaning, but wheezing, her head rushing about the seat. With each return movement behind the trunk stretched her secret streams. Finally, he accelerated the movement and soon groaned and began to stop. Shuddering with all his body, he flooded her vagina with so much sperm, which would be enough for five. He pulled out his slightly limp penis and immediately sperm flowed from the vagina.His wife just slipped on the side of a nye and still continued to shudder with her whole body from the last orgasm, which literally deprived her of feelings.

- Let the court pile a girl!

I began to get it from the seat ....