I woke up in a great mood. Today promised to be interesting. The fact is that today, already five years ago, as my wife and I got married, and for the sake of such an occasion, I prepared for my wife several surprises, which she, I hope, did not guess. From the kitchen came the clanging of dishes. Apparently Nadia, that was the name of my wife, making breakfast. Just have time to have a bite before everything starts, I thought, and with a sweet yawn, I got out of bed. In the kitchen, my wife fluttered with a barely noticeable smile on her face, in a wide-open silk robe, and burgundy lace panties. Her fourth size breast was open to my gaze, and she not only beckoned, but literally demanded that I squeeze her in my palms, caress the nipples with my tongue. But knowing Nadia, I understood that this was only my imagination, and now there could be no talk of any caresses. She was just making breakfast, and she was definitely not thinking about anything sexual at that moment.

“Good morning, dear,” I said, walking up to Nadya from the back. I hugged her around the waist and gently kissed her neck.

“Good,” she purred. “Do you remember what day it is?”

“And what about it,” I replied, a little indignantly, and slowly turned my wife to face me. - Today, 5 years since we are officially husband and wife. And I really hope that you will remember this day for a long time.

- Did you cook something for me?

- And how, - I smiled slyly. - After breakfast, you will need to get dressed nicely and we will go to celebrate our holiday today.

- Where?

- Yeah, right I told you so, - I gently slapped my wife on the ass and went to the bathroom.

After breakfast, while my wife was in the shower and preening, the driver of the limousine I ordered for all of today called me and said that she was already waiting for us at the entrance. That's good. I wore my favorite costume, and Nadia chose a bright red dress with a tie at the neck and a fluffy multi-layered skirt just below the knees.

- Pretty pretty? - She asked me, straightening her black curls, which she curled only in rare cases.

“There are no words, you are divinely beautiful,” I said, truly conquered by her beauty.

Having kissed, we left the apartment. I felt that today would be a very unusual day. And I really hoped that Nadia would be pleased. Out on the street, my wife was slightly taken aback.

- Is it for us? - She looked at the limo in surprise, as if she had never seen them before.

“Aha,” I just said, and led my wife to the entrance to this snow-white palace on wheels.

The driver, a pretty young man of about 25, opened the door of a limousine for us. Nadya, having smiled at him, first got into the car, but I took the guy aside and asked me to fulfill some of my requests. Receiving my consent, I followed my wife.

- What were you talking about? - immediately asked me Nadia.

“You will soon find out, honey,” I smiled kindly at her and kissed her on the lips.

Inside the limousine was very spacious, nice and comfortable. The tinted windows created an intimate atmosphere, the slow music relaxed, and the slightly muffled light created a feeling of comfort. From the expression on Nadia’s face, I realized that she really liked everything. It was important for me to know. She was supposed to be in a good mood, because the most interesting things would soon begin. The limousine started and we drove off.

It was Saturday, good weather, and there were still very few cars on the roads. Nadia sat by the open window in my arms and enjoyed the warm summer breeze. And I did not take my eyes off her neck, her bare shoulders, her big breasts, the dress fabric that had been stretched tightly. I breathed in the scent of her perfume and realized that I can no longer tolerate. Palm, I spent from the earlobe, down the neck to Nadina chest. My lips began to kiss her cheek, slowly going down to the neck, and my hand was already crushing through the fabric of the dress Nadina's chest.

- What are you doing? - She asked frightened, trying to push me away. - We are not alone here, and not the time now.

“The driver’s window is closed, dear, so he will not see anything.” - I knew that it would not calm her down, so I had to exert some physical strength to contain her pressure.

I firmly took Nadya by the hands and threw sideways on the seat, which in size was more like a sofa. She whispered so that the driver did not hear, asked not to do this, that she was afraid, but I was already wound up to the limit and did not intend to stop. With one hand, I pressed both hands of my wife to the seat, and the other unbuttoned my pants and pulled out my dick. Taking Nadya by the hair, I pulled them back so she opened her lovely mouth, and I could shove my dick into it. Because of the fear that they might hear us, Nadia behaved very quietly, practically did not resist, and as a result, after a moment my cock penetrated her mouth and rubbed against her tongue and throat. I was kneeling and fucking my beautiful wife in my mouth, who was lying on the limousine seat and now did not even think of resisting me. She did what she was supposed to do — she humored her male. I no longer held her, but stroked her body with both hands, crushed her breasts. Lifting the hem of her dress, I ran my hand over the back of her thighs, thereby reaching my wife's slightly wet pussy. I pressed through her panties on her crotch. Nadia immediately began to squirm. But I was not enough. I wanted more for my wife.

Sitting on the seat, I put Nadia on my knees in front of me, and, taking her hair, again put her mouth on my penis. While she was sucking my dick, I quietly pressed the button that opened the partition separating us from the driver, and now he could see us. It was my signal to him, and the limo soon stopped. Turning to us, the driver first looked at my wife for a long time, carefully sucking my dick. I decided to speed it up a bit. Taking hold of the fabric of my wife's dress, I slowly began to pull her towards me, opening to the driver's eyes the ass of her faithful. The hem of the dress slowly pulled up, and when his wife's ass was completely open for review, the guy still could not stand it. After a couple of moments, the door to our salon opened and the driver was already next to my wife. Slamming the door behind him, the guy began to quickly undress. Nadya felt that we had guests, and wanted to distance herself from me, but I firmly pressed her neck, so that she could only moo something indistinctly with my dick in her mouth.

Fully undressed, the driver looked at me uncertainly. In response, I nodded approvingly to him and pointed my eyes to the bottom of my little wife. A smile shone on his face, and now he, sitting behind Nadi, lay on his back, put his head between her legs and, pressing on her buttocks, sat his pussy on his face. My wife began to squirm, trying to escape from my grip, but the driver was clearly not going to let such treasure from her hands. He pressed her crotch into his face with all his strength, not allowing her to move, and I, in turn, held her hair tightly, so that my Hope had no chance to break free from us. She continued to moo something, sometimes even whine, and on her cheeks I saw tears.

“Everything will be fine, dear, you will definitely like it, and you will thank me for all this,” I said, stroking my wife's head. And then he pressed her neck even harder so that my cock penetrated her throat even more deeply.

I wanted to change my position, and, holding Nadia by the hair, I knocked her back, and asked the driver to hold her properly so that she would not break loose. He was only glad. He leaned all over my wife, sat on her stomach, pulled her big boobs out from under the dress and squeezed his dick with them. While he was fucking her breasts, and she unsuccessfully tried to get out from under the guy, I undressed naked and sat ass on the face of my wife, so that my eggs were in her mouth.

- Well, bitch, do you want to fuck your pussy? - From overexcitation the guy practically growled. He got off Nadia, lastly strongly slapping her boobs, from which Nadia screamed and shook her whole body.I sat on my wife's face, with eggs in her mouth, and jerked off, watching as the carrier took panties soaked in her juice from my Nadi, brought them to her face and inhaled their scent. I wanted to see in detail how his penis would plunge into my wife's pussy, and I leaned over, crushing her red dress under me, spreading her legs, and thrusting the index fingers of both hands into her vagina, opened her womb before a strong cock. The head of his penis touched my fingers, and, sliding along them, slowly sank into the slot of my wife. From her juice flowed like a river, and with every movement of the guy's cock in my wife's pussy, splashes flew in all directions.

“I want to fuck this slut in the ass,” the driver snarled, and stuck his cock out of Nadia's vagina.

- DO NOT! - My spouse already screamed, but I quickly silenced her mouth with my dick, and began to actively fuck him. The cry was replaced by a squish in her throat.

I dug my lips into the clitoris of my wife, licking everything that flowed from her crotch after a good fuck, and watched, as 5 inches from my face, in her narrow ass entered someone else's dick. He did not stand on ceremony with her, and from the first time drove his bolt up to the very eggs in her gut. Despite the dick in her mouth, Nadia was able to howl wildly. But it only helped me drive my cock deep into her throat, so that she began to choke. I felt her body tense, she dug her nails into my buttocks, and began to podvami my driver with my pelvis, pushing my ass on his cock. I could not restrain myself and finished my wife straight down the throat with such force that the flow of sperm burned my dick from the inside. From the last forces Nadya swallowed my cum, choking and coughing. Splashes of sperm irrigated her whole face, and I turned to her, dug a passionate kiss on her lips. She hugged me and held me tight. I kissed her cheeks, neck, eyes and lips, feeling the salty taste of my sperm on my tongue. I hugged my wife, feeling her body shudder with each push of the carrier, fucking her in the ass. I heard her quite moaning, saw a barely noticeable contented smile on her beautiful face.

- Do you like being my whore? - I asked her in a whisper.

“Very,” she answered in the same whisper. And then her body trembled, and a blissful sigh broke from her lips. My wife came.

The guy also did not take long to wait. Realizing that Nadia had finished, he accelerated the pace, and after a few seconds, sticking his dick out of her ass, he sat on her stomach and poured my wife on the chest with a powerful jet. A part of the sperm removed Nadia in the chin and glass on her neck, but most of her turned out to be on my spouse's beautiful chest, gathered in clots on her nipples and in the folds of her dress. Lastly, the driver pushed me aside, thrust his dick, who had recently been in the ass, into my wife's mouth, gave her how to lick it properly, and sat down in a satisfied seat, dressing lazily.

- We have a long time to go? - I asked the driver when he returned to his driver's seat.

- In half an hour we will arrive.

- Good.

Nadia was lying on the seat, with her head on my knees, and napping. She should rest after what happened, because the day has just begun, and there is still a lot of interesting things ahead.

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