She leaned forward and let her lips glide over the soft bulges of the thick c**k-veins atop his rock-hard boner. She bobbed a few times enjoying everything about the slutty situation. The feel and taste of an unwashed, strange c**k—the first she'd had since marrying Tom; the depravity of giving a blowjob in her garage while both she and Carl were fully dressed; and getting revenge on her big-mouth son-of-a-b***h husband all combined to make her p***y buzz and soak her pants with a small hands-free orgasm.
On her fourth bob down his c**k, she grabbed the pockets of his pants and pulled herself forward, shoving his c**k into her throat. She forced herself forward until her face was pressed into his open fly. She was rewarded with a grunted, "Oh, God!" from deep in Carl's throat. If her mout
