As I sat at my usual table in Starbucks sipping my Grande Blonde Roast, I reflected on the events of the last hour. I was smiling as I recalled waking up my husband this morning with a surprise. I was also smiling because I could faintly taste his cum lingering on my tongue an hour after swallowing. Finally, I was smiling just thinking about his thick, luscious cock which has given me pleasure for the last two years, six months of which, as his wife. I doubt Aaron was expecting to be woken by my lips wrapped around his morning wood. But he didn’t complain, in fact he has never complained when I take his seven inches all the way for a happy ending.[…Join our membership to read the rest of this story.] Join Membership
This story was written by Jessica Wilson.