she stood crooked and sticking out her ass, putting her hands on the lowered glass of the car and talking to the driver about something. I got up about thirty meters away. “My God, my husband is taking off someone as a whore and she is talking to this person.” The thoughts passed through my head. I did not even expect, but my dick from this fact just almost tore his pants. I looked and did not believe my eyes, looking like my beloved spouse flirting with a stranger, exposing herself as a whore. But it took a couple of minutes and the car started. Rita went to the wall. I did not hesitate to move and drove up to her, dropping the side window.
- The boy wants to have fun? - She looked out the window with a view as if she was doing work and not playing, and I am not her husband.
- And you are not so. How many? - I played along in a brazen voice.

- Blowjob in the car twenty. Sex thirty, forty in the ass, without gum, plus ten, a complex of one hundred per hour. Hotel at your expense. - She issued.
- Is the number of sticks counted?
- Not. Pay per hour.
- Then I take such a baby for two hours, a full set, let’s sit down.
The spouse got into the car and extended a hand. - Prepaid weaving. - She issued.
I decided to play and got into a wallet and took out a hundred euros and handed it to her. She busily shoved them in her purse.
- Where are we going macho. There is a hotel a couple of kilometers away.
- I know. Suck while going. - I gave out pressing the pedal.

Rita did not say a word, bent over and unbuttoning my fly, took out a standing member, dug into her mouth and moved her head, making me a stunning suction. When we arrived at the roadside hotel ten minutes later, I poured into her mouth, she submissively swallowed my sperm, although I had never done this before, preferring to spit or pull away. Continuing the game, we left the car and I rented a number.
- What the macho wants next. - Asked her husband a dress as soon as we entered.
“I want to break your ass, you filthy whore, get cancer and bend your ass.”

I pounced on my spouse. Taking down his pants and go ramming her point. Rita was very narrow and hot, anal she rarely allowed, playing I could not take advantage of this opportunity. I fought her for about thirty minutes, without even thinking about changing my position. Listening at the beginning of her painful ahs and then moans of pleasure. The benefit of a member I was not very big six centimeters in all and Rita did not feel much discomfort, well, if only at the beginning. And I was tearing her a little rude, as she wanted. Hand pulling her clit. But now my excitement reached its apogee, and I, under our common moans, literally flooded Rita's rectum with sperm and fell on it. Soon having a little breath, we put ourselves in order.
- With you another hundred euros macho. - Rita smirked.

Still playing, I handed her the bill. Of course, I understood that it was a divorce for loot, but the evening was worth it.
We got dressed and sat in the car silently drove home.
“And what kind of man wanted to take you down?”
- Well, an ordinary client, that the women are shooting there. - smiled Rita tightening wig.
- So how? - I asked the next question.
- Well, how. Announced the price to him but it was clear he had little money. He left.
- And if you agreed?
- Well, I would go with him.
- Are you kidding? - I looked at Rita.
- Well, of course. I saw our car. Where am I from you.

- Well, all the same? If it were not for our car. And he would have agreed. - I pinned Rita.
- Well I do not know. Well, what do you think? I played the role of a whore there and named the price.
- I think you would endure his brain and refused.
“Of course, honey, what did you think?” - Rita hugging kissed me on the cheek.
- Tear off. But I liked it.
- I would say to someone that my husband for two hundred euros in the ass raped loudly. - Rita laughed.
- Well, and you.

- Great. The truth is not finished, but it was magical. So how do you come home do me a Cooney before I finish.Reward your hardworking wife after her fruitful work. Agreed?
- Well I do not know. I paid. - I didn’t like to do Cooney much, especially since my spouse has been finishing for a very long time.
- You do not confuse dear. There you were a client and at home a husband whom his tired wife asks her to relax after work.
- Well, okay, if tired and after such work. - I agreed.
- By the way. Let's have some fun again next Friday.
- Yeah for two hundred euros. - I grunted.
- Well, I'll give you a discount up to the hundred as a regular customer.
- Lada. Especially since I liked it myself. - I taxied to enter the city, already anticipating how I would call Rita on the next weekend.