I tug the material out of my way as I unfasten my belt and then pull out my cock. It’s long and hard and pointing right at where it wants to go. I nudge her knees open a little more, then sink into her hot little cunt in one hard thrust.
“Fuck.” I fall forward and grip the bench seat as I begin to rut into my wife. Over and over I pull out, only to plunge back into her waiting heat.
“Right there.” Amelia pushes back, taking everything I give her and begging for more.
“Mine,” I say through clenched teeth as the sounds of our sex slapping together fills the limo.
“Cum in me.” Her words are my undoing, and I have no choice but to give her what she wants.
I fall on top of her and hold myself deep as my cock pulses and I do as she demands. The feeling of me cumming inside of her turns her on, and that’s all it takes to send her over the edge with me. She squeezes me tight as she finds her release and pleasure spreads between us.
“How is it still this wonderful?” she asks, and I can hear the smile in her voice.
“Because I love you even more now than the day we met.” I kiss her cheek and pull out of her. We both moan at the loss, but I turn her over so that I can kiss her properly.
“You’re mine too, you know,” she says before she kisses me back.
“Good. Then you won’t mind walking around all night with my cum between your thighs.”
“You’re so dirty.” She blushes, but I see the hunger in her eyes.
“If you’re good, I’ll see if I can get you alone on a terrace.”
“Promise?”
“I can arrange anything for you, my queen.” She laughs as we kiss and hold each other close.
It's a long time before we exit the limo to go in search of a dark corner, but as fate would have it, there’s one waiting just for us.
THE END!