To be the perfect Wife or Toy

The fat man's stomach pressed against her ear and her face was jammed down hard into his lap as he mewled and called her another degrading name. It was warm and she struggled to swallow it all as he pumped her mouth but at this point, Charity Doss was a pro.

“Fuck, your husband is a great guy!” The man groaned jerking his hips a few times up into Charity ‘s mouth while holding her head down with both hands.

The blonde ignored him her focus on swallowing and slurping up as much as she could so his lap would not be too wet, didnt want his coworkers to see a big stain on his crotch. Of course despite her best efforts some cum mixed with spit escaped her lips Charity let out a muffled whine in defeat as the liquid pooled around the base of the man’s cock.

“You are the best cock sucker in the world Bimbo.” The man groaned letting go of her hair and allowing her to sit up.

With a practiced efficiency Charity pulled herself up, sucking the cock until it escaped her vacuum of a mouth with a pop. The Beautiful 26-year-old blonde lifted herself from his lap, faced him from the passenger seat of his car then opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue like her husband had taught her to.

“Ahh” She said, using a high pitch inflection that she knew men liked to hear.

“Good whore.” The man grinned, staring back at her as he tucked his cock back into his pants.

“Thank you sir. Make sure thank my husband when you get back.” She chirped smiling sweetly before she left his car.

“Oh yeah you bet I will!”

The November air was cold as she walked back to her car. It didn’t help that she was wearing just a tank top, push-up bra and a pair of leggings. Charity shivered as a gust of autumn air cut through her skintight, thin leggings and the girl couldn’t help but groan into the bright star filled night.

Finally, back into the warmth of her car, Charity grinned, accomplished as she took a selfie. The flash of the camera making her wince slightly but probably not enough for him to notice. The girl sighed as the man drove away from the parking lot they had met at and then took a look at the picture.

“Oh yeah, he will love this one.” Charity mused as she stared at the used slut smiling in the picture. Her big Green eye’s where glossed red from the face fucking and her cheap mascara ran. Charity smirked at how her pouty lips looked even fuller now and glanced down at her large grapefruit tits incase in a push-up bra that she didn’t really need but mad her already large breasts look even bigger on her toned frame.

“God I really am a Bimbo house wife now. Fuck, And basically a whore.” She said to no one as she pressed send on the picture with the caption. “Jobs done sir.’

As she started the car it alerted her the she revised a text back from her husband. “Good job cumdump. I cant wait to use that cunt when I get home”

Despite that fact she was disgusted with the man she just sucked off, despite the fact she only ever wanted her husband Ryan and hated dressing like a whore. She felt her pussy throb at husband praise and smiled as she started her drive back home.

“Tonight was going to be a good night.”