Claire sucks my cock

I miss Claire again, moaning into her mouth as she gently strokes me back to life. When I'm halfway hard I break the kiss and sit back. I move back off the bed, standing next to it. I grab Claire's hair and pull her to follow. She quickly understands where I'm going, moans, and slides off the bed onto her knees. Now that she understands the situation, gone is any qualm for either of us with speaking ill of my wife.

"That's it Mike. Use me. I want to show you what it's like to have that thick cock deep throated. I know she could never take it. Let me show you what she couldn't." She knows just what to say, but I guess that shouldn't be surprising with how many times you've played this scenario out. She knows my Dom side, and I know her Sub side. I grab her head in both hands and guide her open, waiting mouth down my shaft. She works the head through her throat and right down. I throw my head back and half roar like a lion, finally feeling the sensation Claire's been describing to me for years.

After adjusting, I know what comes next. I hold her head in place and start thrusting like I did moments ago with her pussy. I know what she meant when she said use me. I fuck her pretty face hard and fast. The room is filled with the glugging sounds of me thrusting in and out of her throat. Her saliva quickly coats my cock then drips all over her. I can see her makeup running. It's everything we've dreamed of. I feel myself getting ready to explode and start with my cock buried in her throat. But I want her to taste me, so I pull out and finish in her mouth. I feel her tongue sliding all around my cock, teasing every last drop out as she savors the taste and moans.

I pull her head completely back and look at my work. I've succeeded in making a mess of her, and also in putting a big satisfied smile on her face. I kiss her hard but briefly. "Thank you," I whisper.

"Thank YOU, sir," she replies with a chuckle. "Ready for some dinner?"