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A couple of years ago I was hooking up with this married woman from a consulting company that did some contract work for my business mostly at hotels and a couple times in the back seats of our cars. She was wild and open to try anything. We tried novel positions, throat fucking, deep throating until she would gag and puke, breath play, hanging her head over the bed and face fucking, anal plugs, anal, all while being hog tied, bound, you name it we tried it.
This one day after work we met in a plaza at the back of a parking lot and she got into the back seat of my car. She was nervous and said she was certain her husband had figured out that something was going on, she felt like he was on to her and tracking her whereabouts, and this was the last time we could meet.
Not going to lie hearing that turned me on even more and I pounded her hard until she came. I asked if I could come inside and she said no I’ll finish you with off quickly by going down on you.
she got dressed and i pulled my pants half way up and she positioned herself over my lap.
She started going to town on my dick aggressively bobbing up and down, slurping and slopping.
Now my windows are tinted, but if the light is coming in a certain direction you can still see inside.
As I was getting close I see this car rolling through the lot slowly and heading in our direction.
As the car gets closer , I am getting closer to cumming and I look through window and this guy who looks distraught is staring right at me. I put my hand on the back of her head to keep her out of sight and she moans and goes deep. I can feel my dick hitting her throat. the moment i look back out my window I make direct eye contact with this dude and blow my load in her mouth and down her throat.
I tell her to stay down as the car slowly rolls past my car.
She swallows everything and asks whats going on. I point at this car slowly rolling throw the lot and she looks out the window. She was like oh shit thats my husband’s car. The car eventually parks next to her car on the other side of the lot. She starts freaking out and I tell her to relax and I will driver her around the other side of the plaza and drop her off out of sight.
We drove around and she went into the grocery store to play it off as a grocery run.
The last communication I got from her was a 👍 later that night.