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Chapter 6 by NobodyImportant NobodyImportant

What do you do?

Multi-tasking wife

Mind-control everyone close by and head back to the table.

"Babe, you gotta take care of this," you say as you undo your pants.

"My mouth's a little occupied at the moment, but I can give you a _hand _with that," Mrs. Busty says while extending her right hand.

Standing up, you place your hard cock in the palm of her hand. Mrs. Your wife closes it shut, forming a tight, yet loose, grip. Lifting the front of your shirt up, you slowly start to thrust. Mrs. Busty smiles with the dildo in her mouth then closes her eyes and goes back to sucking. The combination of wet sucking noises from her mouth and your pre-cum greasing her hand only add to your pleasure.

Watching Mrs. Busty do her thing, you can't help but think to yourself, "is that how she looks when she sucks me off?" The more you watch her, the more you think about all of the times she's blown you, including waking up this morning. Mrs. Busty opens her eyes after feeling you slow down your movements. She quickly squeezes your cock some more and jerks you off on her own.

With Mrs. Busty bobbing up and down on a dildo and jerking you off in broad daylight, you can't hold back your orgasm and rapidly approach ejaculation. Before you do, Mrs. Busty pulls off and scoots to the side. She points your cock at the ground under the table and watches you shoot your load. Each wave of cum comes out as plentiful and thick as the previous.

"Good boy, get it all out," she says while massaging your cum out.

Several pseudo-thrusts and squirts later, Mrs. Busty cleans you up with her napkins and you pull your pants up.

"Sorry about not blowing you instead. A rubber cock is one thing, but my rambunctious husband is another," Mrs. Busty said. "But I'll make it up to you for the rest of the day."

"Are y'all ready to go?" your mother asks as she gathers her trash.

"Yeah," Mrs. Busty says as she cleans her dildo and puts it back in her purse. "Man, you should see all the cock-sauce I just made your son shoot out on the ground."

You quickly mind-control your parents into forgetting what they heard and follow behind them as you all leave the place.

What's next?

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