Naughty Bonnie – Don’t Cum in My Wife

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Prior to this evening, Bonnie and I had spent an unforgettable night together a few weeks earlier in Dallas—just the two of us.

I came inside her more times that evening than I can even remember.

This time, she flew out to see me in Las Vegas with her husband. They came over to my place, we had a few drinks, and eventually settled in at my bar. Bonnie looked incredible.
She was wearing a tight, shimmery silver dress that clung to her body and showed off every curve. When she hugged me, her sweet scent hit me, and it drove me crazy for the rest of the night.

We mixed cocktails and talked for about an hour before they asked for a tour of the house. We wandered upstairs, and by design, we lingered in my bedroom far longer than necessary.

Before long, my hand was under her dress, caressing her perfect breasts.

I had the straps of her dress pulled down and was halfway to getting it off her when she dropped to her knees, pulled my rock-hard cock out, and took me into her mouth.
We devoured each other two or three times during that encounter—stopping to feast on one another between rounds of fucking. I was so turned on I knew I wasn’t going to last long. Right as I was getting close, I asked if I could come inside her.

I expected an eager “yes,” but instead she looked up at me and said, “No.”While I was edging closer and closer, she added that she wasn’t on the pill anymore.

Those words were like gas on a flame.

I tried to pull out, but the first powerful spurt shot straight deep into the back of her pussy. The rest came in thick, heavy ropes all over her ass. Even her husband’s eyes widened at the sheer amount of cum.

Later that night, her husband quietly explained that he had come along on this trip specifically to make sure she told me she was no longer on birth control—something she hadn’t mentioned the night we spent together in Dallas.