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Slut Wife's Oral Diary Episode 001
I was just getting pounded hard by a rich second-gen kid on the hood of his Lamborghini.
My husband sat in the driver's seat, thinking he was clever by starting the car to liven things up for us. Who would've thought the engine would roar with a huge bang, the body shaking violently, and the kid on top of me getting scared into cumming on the spot……
I was just starting to feel it when it stopped dead. My damn husband must've done it on purpose! The rich kid lost face and got flustered, but he wasn't about to let me go just like that. He pulled up his pants, shoved me into the passenger seat, and insisted on taking me shopping at the mall. The engine roared as the Lamborghini shot off, and on the golden bull emblem at the front, there seemed to be a faint trace of white fluid left behind……
In the rearview mirror, my husband was left standing alone where we started, with the wad of toilet paper I'd used to wipe myself lying at his feet.
Looking at the young, handsome face beside me, I thought to myself how short-tempered young people are these days. Compared to him, his dad was much better. Last time, if it weren't for that three-pointed star emblem on the Mercedes hood being too uncomfortable, this hot-headed son wouldn't have gotten the chance to go first and experience a real 'car fuck'.
My husband sat in the driver's seat, thinking he was clever by starting the car to liven things up for us. Who would've thought the engine would roar with a huge bang, the body shaking violently, and the kid on top of me getting scared into cumming on the spot……
I was just starting to feel it when it stopped dead. My damn husband must've done it on purpose! The rich kid lost face and got flustered, but he wasn't about to let me go just like that. He pulled up his pants, shoved me into the passenger seat, and insisted on taking me shopping at the mall. The engine roared as the Lamborghini shot off, and on the golden bull emblem at the front, there seemed to be a faint trace of white fluid left behind……
In the rearview mirror, my husband was left standing alone where we started, with the wad of toilet paper I'd used to wipe myself lying at his feet.
Looking at the young, handsome face beside me, I thought to myself how short-tempered young people are these days. Compared to him, his dad was much better. Last time, if it weren't for that three-pointed star emblem on the Mercedes hood being too uncomfortable, this hot-headed son wouldn't have gotten the chance to go first and experience a real 'car fuck'.
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