Tits

She started to wrap her tits around your shaft, and spit down onto the head. Emma looked up into your eyes and quietly moaned as she started to move those perfect breasts up and down on it. She started picking up the pace and so did you. Quietly thrusting up between her tits as she was squeezing them and slamming them down onto your rock hard cock. She spits again, saliva going down the middle of her chest, helping the cock slide with ease between her big tits. The tip came up through her cleavage and she latched on to it again with her lips. This wife was titty fucking you while slurping on your dick. How much more can a man take?

As David continued to drone on endlessly, you were locked in a gaze with his wife as she tit fucked you at the breakfast table, her oldest daughter watching and lightly playing with herself.

That feeling started in your balls and you knew it was coming. "Fuck, I'm going to cum Emma" you almost whisper as if this whole event would somehow be broken by one of you speaking.

As she continued to pump your wildly pulsing shaft it spewed a thick, liquid rope of white continuously for what must have been at least 10 seconds. The hot semen slapped her chest with an unexpected **** and trailed down across her amazing breasts and ran down her cleavage. You bite your lip and attempted to contain any verbal outbursts as you continued to erupt time after time after time after time and again. Twelve full thick streams of seed splashed onto Emma's perfect breasts and soaked the front of her, from neck to navel. You are honestly surprised at the amount of cum you had left in your balls this morning but now were feeling quite empty and sated.

"Thank you for that" you say with a somewhat normal tone of voice.

Emma was flush and grinning widely. "Always welcome, neighbor," she says as she scoops up a bit of cum off her breasts and brings it to her mouth. Then she gets back to her feet.

What a sight Emma was, she hadn't bothered or had forgotten her robe on the floor, so she was naked and had a cum-covered face while her husband was dressed in a suit and tie reading a newspaper as he finished his coffee before work. Their oldest daughter Jenny had her pants undone and had been furiously playing with herself during the whole ordeal.

David finally looks up from his paper "Honey, do you have my lunch prepared? oh, and can you get dressed, get started on clean up, I need to leave soon." He seems mildly annoyed that you have slowed down his morning but doesn't want to make you feel unwelcome as you are new to the neighborhood.

"Yes David, your lunch is on the counter and I will go shower," she says with a small hint of a sigh, she turns back to you and gives you a smile and a wave before picking up her robe and walking away.