Susan makes a power play

I can sense something dangerous about this masculine wife of mine. I started to worry that this was going to Susan's head, but for some reason, this ominous feeling made me more exited. I hesitated for only a moment before Cheri's body **** me to find release.

I dropped to my knees and crawled to my dick. Susan grabbed a fistful of my hair and kept me from my goal. I could only reach out with my tongue and get little swipes when it bobbed in my favor.

Susan smiled at my futile efforts, "Come on, John you know what to do. Beg for it like always!"

I had never seen this part of my wife. She probably didn't even know about it herself until today, but now you were on your knees, scared and humiliated, and you it was getting you both exited.

Susan got annoyed by my hesitation and shoved her crotch in my face. "Hurry it up, slut, I'm a busy man!"

Her words didn't really register; the scent of dick and Cheri's femcum filled my head and made me swoon. I tried to comply with her demands, but found that I had instinctively started sucking a testicle.

I reluctantly let it tumble across my tongue and out my mouth. I looked up, panting for breath, "Please, Susan, please put your dick in me. I don't care where you put it; I'll use any part of me to get you off. Pussy, ass, tits, mouth, I'll fuck you with my armpit. Just tell me how you want it and I'll do it for you, but please, let me fuck you!"

Her smile let me see all her teeth. She stroked my hair like a pet, "Alright, John, let's start with a blowjob."

I happily lick up the underside of her dick and wrap my lips around the head. I gave an ecstatic titter as I swirled my tongue around the head twice, making sure to wrap my tongue under the ridge. I was too turned on to bother with much foreplay, so I quickly transitioned into pistonning on her shaft.

"Damn, John, you're an eager bitch, I'll give you that much," Susan grunted, "but you're technique is shit."

Her criticism shamed you, but that made you hotter. I couldn't help but bob at breakneck speed.

She gives a disapproving snort, "I guess well have to work on that later. For now, you can just give me some deep throat. You can at least do that much, right John?"

Her large hands on either side of my head told me I didn't have a choice. All I could do was open my throat and hope I didn't retch.

Susan's thrusts were actually slower than mine, but they were a lot harder. I resign myself to the experience, listening for the squelching sound whenever Susan hit the back of my throat and waiting to see which way my nose would bend when it gets slammed into her pubic hair.

Susan threw me off her cock and I gasped. I hadn't even notice how much my vision had narrowed, but my darling wife made sure I didn't pass out from **** on her shaft.

"Breathe, John, you have to remember to breathe." Susan chided as she straddled my chest, her dick slid between my boobs. "I want you swallowing a load tonight, so don't go fainting from some hard fucking."

I pressed my breasts together for Susan as she thrust into the crevice. She grabbed around the nipples and used them to pull and push herself through my chest.

Susan grunts, "Get your mouth on it! I'm gonna cum!"

I comply without hesitation, and sticky jets first coat then fill my mouth. My cheeks puff out slightly. When I stopped feeling the shaft throbbing in my cleavage, I give a few strokes to make sure all the semen came out and pull my head off her dick, making sure to keep my lips tight to scrape the cum off the head.

I tried showing Susan her load, but when I opened my mouth, I couldn't stop a pair of trickles escaping from either side of your lips. I quickly close my mouth and gulp the rest down to avoid any further embarrassment.

Susan giggled as she ruffled my hair. She wrapped me her arms and brought me into her lap. I purred as I cuddled into her chest.

"I don't think you'll be needing this anymore," Susan reached to my ear and plucked the bluetooth, "You're a perfect little slut just the way you are."