Her pussy tightened, and she was sure her panties would be damp. It was so hot to feel the effect she had on him so quickly.
“If you don’t want me to come in your mouth, babe…” He paused and gasped. “Then you need to be careful.”
Tammy didn’t answer. She wanted him to come in her mouth. That was the idea. To give him pleasure. Her husband. Her true love.
“Ah, fuck, I guess that’s your plan, huh?” He let out a longlow groan. “Suits me.”
More pre-cum leaked from him, and he swung his hips forward, driving into her mouth.
She took it and cupped his balls, stroking the lightly haired sacs.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” He moaned long and low. “Do that.” His cock swelled to full hardness, solid concrete driving in and out. And then he came.
Her mouth flooded with his release, and she swallowed fast. Once. Twice. Three times.
Now he was in full control of his orgasm. Fucking her mouth, going deep but not so it was uncomfortable for her.
“Holy hell!” He clasped his hands over her head. “Tammy. Fuck, yeah.”
Her eyes were watering slightly. She dragged in breaths through her nose.
“Come here.”
Suddenly, she was standing. Her mouth empty. She was breathing fast and her pulse was wild in her ears.
“Hadn’t been my plan for how this was gonna go.” His cheeks were flushed as he stared into her eyes. “But what the heck, that was incredible.”
She grinned then felt the back of her dress loosen as he slid the zipper down.
“Let’s get this off.” As he’d spoken, it puddled on the floor, leaving her standing in pretty white underwear.
“This also has to go.” He reached for the clasp on her bra.
“Wait.”
He frowned. “Why?”
“The girls, they said they’d left a box in the bedroom for us. They were cagey about it.” She touched the tip of his nose and grinned. “I’m intrigued, let’s go look.”
He raised his left eyebrow. “You wanna open weddingpresents now? I owe you an orgasm, Mrs. Moritz.”
“I think it will be worth looking at this one.”
“Okay.” He released her. “Whatever you say.”
Stepping out of her dress and flip-flops, she headed for the bedroom.
Jayden followed, and when he arrived there, he was totally naked.
Set on the bed, wrapped in white and silver paper, was a shoebox-sized present. A big red bow sat on the top.
“Probably new plates. Ours are all mismatched,” Jayden said. “C’mon, open it later.”
“No. I’d bet this house it’s not crockery.” She pulled the bow free, then lifted the lid. “Oh!”
He peered over her shoulder. “Hell yeah.” He laughed softly. “Those gals are bad.”
“Er, yes, they are.”