I had been horny for my husband the entire day, but things kept getting in the way of “our” time. As we left my parents house Christmas Eve night. I asked him to pull over. “Is everything okay?” he kindly asked, pulling to the shoulder of the highway. He didn’t have a clue to what was going on. I was wet and my thighs were burning. The front seat to the old Buick was a bench so it made it easy for me to scoot close to him.

My hand moved over the crease of his pants, pulled out his tucked shirt and slid up his bare chest. The touch of his skin was electrifying. My mouth watered. Kissing my way from his stomach up his chest, he shuttered, “Oh baby that feels good.” Climbing upon his lap, I started to devour the tender skin on his neck, one passionate kiss at a time.  His hands scraped gently down my back, lifting my skirt up to where his hands could hold my tush.

They moved immediately to unbutton the buttons to my shirt. One of his hands found my bra covered breast. His mouth made way to one of my hard nipples. Sucking it tenderly hard. I moaned, running my fingers through his hair. I kissed his lips and made my way to his neck before my tongue moved up, and began sucking on his earlobes. My wet mound was begging him to fill me. By this time I moved off of him. My hands uncontrollably had unbuttoned his pants so his erection could be free. Without hesitation my mouth took in his stiff cock, stroking it with my hand while sucking it with my mouth. I love the taste of him. The smell of his skin, so sweet and musky. Long growing groans left his lips as my mouth and hand worked in perfect rhythm. I felt him throbbing in my mouth, and before I knew it he burst in my mouth. I met each throb with a twisting

My hands uncontrollably had unbuttoned his pants so his erection could be free. Without hesitation my mouth took in his stiff cock, stroking it with my hand while sucking it with my mouth. I love the taste of him. The smell of his skin, so sweet and musky. Long growing groans left his lips as my mouth and hand worked in perfect rhythm. I felt him throbbing in my mouth, and before I knew it he burst in my mouth.

I met each throb with a twisting stroke, and swallowed the delicious protein thinking he was finished, but to my surprise. He laid me back, pushed my skirt up and pulled my pink lacy panties to the side. His tongue slithered into my pussy, licking its juices and sucking on my clit. My toes were curling. I was singing a high note as he brought me to orgasm. My hands brushed through his short brown faded hair. His fingers drove into me. Pumping me the way I wanted his cock to. I wailed out in delight, lingering on the border of ecstasy when I came for him. “I wanna to ride your cock!” I begged. He sat up and I did just what I said I wanted. I rode him harder than a cowboy on a rodeo bull. We moaned together in the euphoria of each other. Wrapping me in his arms tight, he came for the second time. We made out for a while after that before heading home where the night only got hotter.