1. Getting caught


    Date: 11/11/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Voyeur, Author: mazoola, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    face me, she sat back against the wall. At first she kept her legs together; then, looking to make sure I was watching, she slowly pulled her skirt up until a tuft of hair was showing. Leaning back, she slowly parted her thighs, her skirt riding up even further, until I could see the moisture between her pussy lips glinting in the streetlights overhead. Leaning her head back, she closed her eyes and began playing with her clit. I stroked my cock as I watched from the car -- but before even a minute had passed, I knew I'd never be able to *just* watch. Opening the passenger door, I quietly slipped out of the car to join her. Immediately dropping to my knees, and taking a thigh in each hand, I buried my face between her legs, stabbing my tongue deeply inside her. She jumped at my touch, startled, but quickly recovered and f***ed herself on my tongue, rocking against my mouth. Opening her thighs even wider, I licked and sucked at her pussy until, grabbing my head with both hands and pulling me against her, she came. As soon as her tremors had died down, I stood up, pulled my pants to my knees, and drove my cock into her pussy. By now her skirt was above her waist and her top twisted around her neck -- for all intents and purposes, then, totally nude, her breasts and pussy exposed. And, looking down to see her on display like that, my cock pounding in and out of her, was more than I could take. With one final thrust, I drove as deeply into her as I could before filling her cunt ...
    with my come. I collapsed onto her, then, and we lay there for a minute or so before the sound of a vehicle, somewhere, brought us back into focus. We quickly covered up and hurried back to the car. On our way out of the park, we passed what appeared to be a security guard heading the other way, making his rounds. Back on the highway, I had my wife lift her skirt again and turn in her seat towards me so her pussy remained on view. Once inside the house, we went straight to the bedroom. Still in her slutwear, she opened her legs to my rigid once more cock, and we fucked for an hour, telling each other the story of what we'd just done, over and over again, marveling at our audacity. A few months later, I was hosting a 'stuffing party' for the label's latest release: Basically, it consisted of myself, the label's other owners, and the band whose record was bring released getting together to put together hundreds of demo packages -- press information, appropriately stickered copy of the LP, business reply card, and the like, all tucked inside a record mailer, with the mailer folded, tucked, taped, addressed, and stamped with the appropriate postage. It's irritatingly complex but ultimately brain-dead work, and while we stuffed we chatted. At one point the topic of cassette duplication came up, and I mentioned who manufactured our tapes. "Oh, I know them," the band's founder and frontman said. "They're in the same industrial park as my office." "Oh, really?" I asked. "What exactly ...
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