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Chapter 8 by MrDavids

Does anything happen on the drive, or do I arrive home without incident?

Nothing important, just Marissa almost to on my cock

I hadn’t really considered the logistics of getting road head from a girl missing the use of her arms before starting, she wasn’t really able to move her head up and down so it wasn’t really a great blowjob. Granted, her throat convulsing around my cock buried as deep as it can go was somewhat pleasurable, but it also produced a lot of **** and retching, and that was making a pretty big mess on my car seat.

This, combined with the fact that I did want to try out her other holes at least once before disposing of her made me pull her off my cock by her sexy red hair. She choked and coughed, gasping for air, but I still wanted to be made to feel good, so I placed her head sideways on my legs facing my balls and had her suck on those until I got home.

It felt great and I found myself on the verge of cumming soon. I finished myself off with my hand, making sure to get as much cum as I could in her eyes and nose, and wiped myself off using her hair. Being satisfied for the moment, I continued homeward, enjoying the sound of gentle sobs of despair between my legs.

Oh, how lucky I was! I thanked any deity that would listen for the fact that Marissa had happened to be at that supermarket when the Trap hit! After a short while I finally arrived home.

What do I find at home? Is my wife a redhead?

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