I like sucking cock. Always have and always will. I love giv..

I like sucking cock. Always have and always will. I love giving road-head. But…nothing is as special as sucking a man’s dick who isn’t my husband while he is driving. I picture myself as others see me. By all appearances to the unknown I am seen as the good wife, the good mom, the excellent grandmother. If only they could see me with another man other than my husband slipping his dick down my throat and feeding me sperm while I squeeze his balls to get every possible drop while we drive like the hungry cum junkie that I am. If I’m being honest, nothing lets me experience a man’s masculinity more than making love to a man's cock with my mouth until he pumps cum in my belly. But…a lot of you already know this. I have told you this several times before, so let’s move on.

I hung out with Jake yesterday. In fact all day and all night. Yes, we fucked. He pumped a load in my pussy, one in my ass, and my favorite load of the day was down my throat. After a good afternoon where we just had a great time with each other's company, followed by Jake fucking me into one of the longest, strongest orgasms of my life, he suggested we go to Sonic and get some ice cream. On the way and still reeling from the cum he gave me all I wanted to do was taste the head of his dick. I leaned over, pulled his shorts down sucked his soft dick into my mouth. It went from soft to hard in seconds which fueled my instinctual desire to suck dick a thousand times over. I went into dick-sucking overdrive. Something I don’t usually do. I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t get enough of it. I devoured the head of his dick, then inhaled both of his balls into my mouth. I worked the shaft, sucked it as deep in my mouth as possible, loving the feel of his spongy hard head moving around in my throat. Jake’s driving became erratic, but he soon pulled into the drive-thru to order. He wanted me to stop, but I was so past the point of sexual obsession with his dick that it wasn’t possible. We were next to order, and I had my tongue in his cum hole and was squeezing his balls when I felt his dick start to really stiffen up, so I backed off and let him calm down a bit. When he pulled up to order, I went back to work on his cock and started rubbing my clit at the same time. Jake loves to watch me masturbate…it really does fire him up. Jake tried to stumble through the order with his cock in my mouth. He had to repeat himself several times, which just gave me more time to work his dick. We pulled forward and had a few cars ahead of us, so I had time. I concentrated on working just the head of his dick, swirling my tongue around the ridge of it and working his balls with one hand and rubbing my clit with the other. I pictured myself how I looked, a married woman with another man's cock in her mouth in a drive-thru, desperate to eat his sperm and so turned on by it she had to finger herself shamelessly. I wish the world could have seen. I really do. When I felt Jake’s balls start to tighten and suck up inside of him, I grabbed the shaft of his dick and licked the underside of the head. He made a super loud grunt, and then I felt hot ropes of cum hit my chin, my nose, my tongue, pretty much everywhere. Jake had to pull up to the window, so he covered his dick with his t-shirt as best he could. I scooped most of Jake's sperm into my mouth. When we pulled up, I still had a thick hanging rope of jizz on my nose. I admit it. I left it there on purpose. I wanted the attendant to know I had just removed the cum from Jake's testicles. At first, he didn’t notice, but then when I saw him smile…that’s when I knew he saw me. He gave Jake his change and said, “Have a great evening, but I’m sure you already have.” If he only knew…if he only knew.