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As Chad drove the car, he couldn't help but glance at them in the rearview mirror. Sarah placed her hands on Kyle's thighs with her hair draped over his knees, her head bowed up and down as she took his cock into her mouth. The sounds of her slurping and the rhythmic movement of her head filled the silence of the car. Even though he was angry and jealous, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of desire stir within him.

Kyle leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of Sarah's warm, wet mouth around him. He reached out and gently stroked her hair, guiding her movements as she sucked him deeper. Her head bobs got faster, and her palm got a hang of his balls just as another load of cum began to fill her mouth. He let out a groan as she continued to work him expertly, while swallowing each jet of semen as it spurted into her mouth.

Suddenly, her hand left his thigh, and she pulled back, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Chad glanced at them in the mirror again, his brow furrowed. "We're home," he announced, pulling into the driveway.

Kyle sat up, stretching languidly and looking around. "Wow, I completely lost track of time there," he said with a grin. "Thanks for the ride, Chad."

Sarah shifted in her seat, her curvy body pressing against him as she stretched her legs out and yawned. "That was amazing daddy," she said with a contented sigh. "I could get used to that." Chad glanced back at her in the rearview mirror again, clearly wanting to know why was his wife saying that."

Sarah discarded his husband's stare and got closer to Kyle, wrapping her arm around his neck. "I'm going to take a shower, but I'll be out in a jiffy. You overworked my little cunny for today, but I think my mouth can still give you some help, sounds good?" She purred on his ear, her voice filled with desire. Just after Kyle nodded and gave her a quick kiss Sarah turned her head to her husband, "Chad, you should start with dinner, okay?"

Chad took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure. "Sure, Sarah. I'll start dinner." He turned off the engine and climbed out of the car. As he walked around to the trunk, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as he watched Kyle and Sarah snogged together on the backseat of his car.

Kyle went in the house following Sarah who managed to give him a short peek on her breasts and a nipple just as she was walking up the stairs to take the shower. Kyle, meanwhile got to the fridge and grabbed a beer before hearing the sound of the shower. He made his way to the couch and turned on the TV while sipping his beer and enjoying the sounds of the house.

The shower upstairs gave Kyle pleasant thoughts about his new fuck-buddy body, and the sounds and smells from the kitchen fired up his appetite. He was just about to stand up to go check on dinner when Sarah came downstairs, her hair still wet and her body wrapped in a towel.

"Hey," she said, sitting down next to him on the couch. "I thought we need to talk a little about what happened today."

"Sure," Kyle replied, while getting his hand on the towel, caressing her breasts through it. "What is it?"

Sarah leaned in closer, her breasts pressing against his palm. "It is about what I said earlier," she whispered, her breath hot on his ear. "You know, in the cinema." She made a little annoyed face and pushed Kyle's palm under the towel, directing it to her nipples. "I don't want you to think this is anything bu our fuck-buddy arrangement," she said, her voice still soft but full of determination. "I do not want you to think that me calling you daddy is..."

Her words hung in the air for a moment as she gasped when Kyle pinched her nipple. "Yes," Kyle leaned in, his face close to hers. "I know you liked it," he said softly, his breath warm against her skin. "So, what do you say? Should we make it part of our arrangement?" He ran his thumb over her nipple, teasing it again.

Sarah bit her lower lip and looked down, her cheeks flushing. "I mean, I like to do it when we have sex and such, but I think Chad can be sensitive about me calling you that, cause.... You know, we plan to have kids and he might get idea that I want you to be their father or something...." Her voice trailed off as she gazed into Kyle's eyes.

Kyle nodded, understanding her concern. "I get it," he said softly. "But we can just make it part of our little game, you know? Something we do, to make it sexy?" He leaned in closer, his hand moving under the towel, caressing her thigh. "Don't you think it is a part of out sex game?"

Sarah hesitated, her body slightly trembling as Kyle's hand caress her skin. "I guess...," she whispered, her voice still uncertain. "But only when we're alone. Not in front of other people or anything."

"Well, your husband is not other people is he? I think there is no problem if you call me daddy in front of him, if he asks - it is just a little prelude that I want to play. You agree to suck my cock before I fuck your little pussy, why is this any different?" Kyle said, his voice slightly rough with desire.

Sarah bit her lip and nodded slowly, her eyes locked on his. "Okay, daddy," she whispered, her voice shaking with desire and submission. "Do you allow your little slut to sit on your lap and give you a little something to chew as he husband cooks dinner?"

Kyle grinned, his hand moving to cup her breast again. "Of course, hop on!" Sarah eagerly climbed onto his lap, straddling him as she leaned in to kiss him. As she suckled at his lower lip, she quickly discarded her towel, revealing her naked body fresh from the showers. Kyle's hands moved to cup her perfect ass, squeezing her flesh as her mouth was pressed against his.