Chapter 401 Shared Trophy Wife (Bdsm Sex):>Ep5

• Honestly, I'd lost track of time. I figured he would let me suck him to full hardness then fuck me. But whenever I give a blowjob, that is what I concentrate on to the exclusion of all else. He kind of surprised me when I felt his cock swell and then felt the first spurt of a very large load hit the back of my mouth. Don't get me wrong. I loved the taste of his cum. Well most guy's cum as a matter of fact. But that meant he wasn't going to fuck me. Still he could finger me to get me off, but when I got up on the seat I realized we were at the airport. That's just like a man, I thought, to leave me wet and horny. But no worries. I could get myself off on the way home. It wasn't like Tommy hadn't seen that before.
• Charles gave me a goodbye kiss, apparently not concerned that I had the remnants of his explosion in my mouth, and whispered that if I wanted to fuck Tommy, Shiela had told him that he was pretty good. I was stunned into silence and watched him exit the limo. Tommy was helping with the luggage in the trunk. Charles knew the state in which he left me. Did he want to leave me extra horny so I'd fuck Tommy? That seemed wrong, but at the same time, I probably couldn't meet one of my FWB for a couple of hours. That seemed worse. I did the only thing I would think to do. I sat up, kept my dress unbuttoned (I did cover my breasts though in case someone looked in the window) and spread my legs. That was the view Tommy had when he looked in the rear view mirror so see if it was safe to pull into traffic. Oh, he also saw me smiling ear to ear.
• He didn't say anything at first. He was concentrating on navigating the airport traffic. I must say I was glad of that. On the rare occasions I had to drive to the airport, I hated it. I figured Charles had told him he could fuck me if he wanted. Charles knew I wouldn't say no. Tommy also knew the mansion was empty so we could just go home. I was good with that, although as soon as we were on the highway, I anticipated getting myself off. But before that could happen, Tommy asked if I wanted to play a game. Sure. Why not?